She curled up in a ball and buried her face in her knees thinking of every possible way she could have her old life back. It was too devastating. Because her parents weren't rich? Because she was an orphan? Or because she was too soft and never showed her anger? But she had no power over anything or anyone. She was controlled. She had to wait to be given orders. She had to wait till she was told to do something, all because of a life she wished not to have. She would choose a thousand times ...