had shown me her true ugly colours as she did the most horrendous thing someone can do; something so abominable, it should be illegal. She murd

ault, since my hair is as stubborn as I am and Ella is just doing her best to tame it down. And taming it down requires a lot of hair pulling. But th

rank's loud voice from outside of Ella a

any other chauvinistic men in England. Apparently, Aunt Brank's definition of being late is not being able to go to the ball an hour b

"Wear the shoes. You can't pos

bled as I sat on the edge of my bed, kicking t

," she says, "P

N

bothering to knock. She peered at the small opening and glared at me, "

d shove those shoes up. But then

istent reminder of us being late, we finally settled ourselves in the coach on our way to

ntly, seeing her glaring at me is better than smiling at me. The latter is just too uncanny, and it makes me unea

nuously mock me on how Captain Carter would not even spare me a glance. I bit my tongue, trying my best to not point out how he didn't notice the twins last ni

But it seems like I can't promise I will continue that beha