Ain slipped into the room.

She smirks at the figure lying on the bed.

"Hello mother"

"It's been a long time"

Ain's smile widdens as her mother realises

"Thats right mother, It's me, Athena"

"we are the same person"

"Alas, your poor soul did not recognise..."

"YOUR own daughter.

She stood with her back against the room. 

'Mother, leave me be'

a vase shatters. 

'ungrateful child, i should have left you to die that very night.'

'do not worry mother, death would only follow naturally' 

And she walks out of the room,

As her mother chokes and coughs.

The monitor finally stopped beeping. 

The fight was over.

she throws the stringe to the ground.

she gets in the car and drove away.

''now, im finally free''

she smirks as she droved to her appartment.

She punches in the code to her high end home. 

She hangs her coat and smirks. 

She glances in the mirror. 

'i will make you pay, and get back what was once mine.''

beautiful, proceline and perfect. 

many a times, 

the glass slippers shatters.

drawing blood from our feet.

but, if its meant to be. 

it will be.