Though Louise was already able to guess how Charlotte was feeling.
- Louise… your mother wants you, Charlotte said, unenthousiastically.
Louise rolled her eyes.
- Couldn’t she just have called me? I’m going to see her and as soon as I’m back, I’ll lend you a hand with work, alright, sister?
It had been always amazing to Charlotte- how this petite brunette she had met three years ago was calling her “sister”. She broke down and let her tears fall. Louise put her arms around her.
- It’s just… not fair…stepmother is….
- Don’t let her hurt her, Charlotte. Just don’t. She’s a mean, small-minded type of wman. You’re much better than this- just be above her. You know, no one can make you feel insignifiant unless you allow them to… Now I’ll go check on her- but first promise me you won’t cry because of her anymore. She’s not worth it…
-I promise… Charlotte sobbed.
Yes… no one can make yyou feel insignifiant unless you allow them to.
Louise opened the door of her mother’s bedroom.