I woke up to the pale morning sun in my eyes and a hand on my shoulder.
“Please wake up now, Miss.” A gentle voice remarked.
“But I’m tired,” I buried my face in my pillow.
“The young master would like to see you,”
I looked up at the speaker and found the Phantomhive gardener, Finny.
“Oh, hi Finny.” I suddenly felt guilty, jouer la comédie so grumpy. “Tell the Earl Phantomhive I’ll be down in a minute.” I used a mocking term when I a dit that.
“Ok, I will. Mey-rin has some clothes for toi in the wardrobe over there.” Finny smiled and walked out.
I walked over to the wardrobe and...

Three-year-old me, sitting on the red carpet with my brother, not a thought in my little head. "I want the piggy!" snatching it away from him, not knowing it will be the last time I see it, along with many other things. "Give it back, Twilight!" young Ciel giggles; takes it back.
Father walks in with auntie Rachel, his new wife. Why can't I see Mommy anymore? I look over at him with Rachel, like she was never there. "Daddy?" I unsteadily walk to his feet. "Yes, dear?" His warm hand sits on my head. I stare up at him with the deep golden eyes he rejected from my mother. "Where's Mommy?"
I...