Viola.

I woke up not so early that morning. The sun already peeking through the curtains.

But I really started to make some noises in the room right away. Rustling papers and humming to myself.

Almost woken up Mathew with all my fidgeting. I was trying to find something to fill my empty life.

Something meaningful to pour my energy into. I didn't go to college like normal girls my age.

Living as a queen sounded glamorous on paper. But it wasn't something good at all for me—it felt empty, ...