It was on a gloomy rainy day when my parents drove me to a small town that doesn't have much population. I was a regular dumb naive 8 years old that time. On the way, my parents played my favourite's song which was "Stereo hearts" by Adam Levine.

I still remember how I was dressed and how I felt that day. Mother said I need to pack many of my clothes and brought whatever I loved. I did as she say and brought my favourite pyjamas and clothes.

I even brought my princess dresses and my most favourite doll, I named her Delphinium, after a wild flower I loved. I also had a younger sister, she had many more dresses and toys than I had but my parents still showed us eqaul attention until that day when they brought me back to where I actually belonged.

My younger sister gave me a victory smirk from behind when they dropped me off. My parents didn't spare me a single glance. They treated me as if I was an invisible person.

I had high hope that they will returned and the smile that my sister gave me was a smile of sadness. But I was wrong, they didn't come back, they didn't contact me.

I had waited for them over 4 years, but they didn't come back. I started to resent them, including my younger sister. I stopped bothering the caretakers there, until they began to bothering me back.

One day, a worker there called my parents for me. My mother picked up. But I didn't have any emotions, I was angry with the worker.

She asked the worker if she has any business with her. The worker said I wanted to meet her when I actually did not want to.

She gave me the phone and there was a moment of silence between us.

"Do you need me for something?" My mother asked me in a cold tone.

"Nothing, just wanna know if your family die yet."

The worker was very shocked but I ignored her.

"You!"

"Haha, how is your husband? Is he doing well? Did he finally get promoted by harassing people? How about your daughter? Is she doing well with her studies? Did she go around the neighbourhood and bully kids again? How are you? Did you ever have a near dead experience?"

"How dare you speak to me like this? I raised you!!"

"And you abandoned me."

"..."

"The worker must have dialed this number by accident. I need to go now."

"Do you hate us?"

"No."

"Then why did you curse us to death?"

"Oh my, since when did I?! I was just asking if you guys were alive since I have never seen your faces for 4 year now. I love you to death! To the point of hoping you would die."

After that, I threw the phone to the floor, not caring about the panicked worker. All of my life, everything was fake. It was no real affection, there was no real love given to me.

That family tried to contact to me but I didn't care. They sent me money, out of guilt of course. I did spend the money because why should I burn those money?

Haha, why were my pride that time?

When I studied in 7th grade, there were many rumours about me. There were many people who liked me, envied me, love, hate me.

Because I had a face of a beauty and a brain of a genius. When they said I was a beautiful person, I denied it with a silly smile but in reality, I knew it and was happy about it.

I like the attention I received, so I began to act like a sweet gentle and kind girl, like a princess from a fairy tale.

They called me a princess, even though I had no parents or money, but I still feel happy.

There were some people who found out my fake facade, but it was easy to deal with them. However, there were two people who knew about my actual side and honestly gave their opinions.

Unlike others, they both randomly gave their honest opinions but did not bother with me or spread any rumours.

It was like they never cared about this fake side of mine to begin with. I was angry, but half side of mine was feeling genuinely happy about this.

We had a cat-dog relationship, but still be able to blend into a smooth one sometimes. But just like Tom, Jerry and Spike, we quickly returned back to that cat-dog-mouse things.

We began to lived with each others during 10th grade. One of them made me read some reincarnated whatever novel, surprisingly I found them to be good.

There was one specific novel that I cried and after watching anime, I still cried.

"Hiolet Fevergarden" (K: I might get copyrighted for foolishly using their actual names) was a beautiful written story that made me cry from dusk till dawn.

The anime was even better, the beautiful animation and the well written story. I began to pick up this reading hobby and immediately fell into a land of dream and wonder.

Fantasies filled my head during studies sessions. I often had daydream until I was called to meet with the teacher.

It was nothing but a fairy tale.

A story about a strong willed woman, found her love interest, another woman was jealous, love interest just being love interest, the story line did not change.

I was not jealous of them, because part of me didn't desire romantic love.

Even though I tried to deny this desire I'm yearning for, until the end of my life did I admit this.

It was actually a familial love I was looking for. At the end of the day, there a small hope of me actually wanting back my family, but I was a stubborn person, I denied everything until I could longer see this world again.

I had a wish when I fell off the building together with my two friends, Ria and Iris.

"If god or goddess exist, please let me be with these two idiots again...I'm begging you...and my last wish...is to have my own family, nothing more."

Little did I know, there was already a mother, 3siblings and people who waited for me to open my two eyes and welcomed me with a warm smile.

(K: She's clearly didn't even mention her father so it's obvious that this bratty princess is not a dog who will (actually will) bow her head to lick her tyrant father's shoes.)

[This is my second story fanart, it was drawn by Natheania. I really like how she drawn how Adelliana look as she look like she's determined to do something, and the future chapter will be something about her determination.]

Of course, there's a hint as season 1 will come to an end soon, COUGH!!

But, it won't be early. I can't thank you enough for this fanart Natheania.

I love your art very much!! "ψ(｀∇')ψ!!

[Just a personal opinion, Is it wrong for me to like Beatrice from The reason why Realiana ended up at duke mansion (╯︵╰,)? Gosh, if you're a big fan of Korean manhwa like me, you probably know Beatrice's real identity.]

[And I'm sorry...I pitied Beatrice so much that I dropped the manhwa. I'm thinking of writing a character based on her, yeah Beatrice is horrible but my poor version of her will be likeable, I don't promise.]

Although, I think no one will like it anyway. I'll write it and keep it to myself, nyohohoho.