Who Was She?

"Anya, do you read novels?" Blinking my eyes, I looked at Anya. Anya seemed taken aback. "I was in a coma for many years, so how could I read novels?" "It doesn't matter. I'll tell you!" I turned around. "In the novels, the supporting female roles are vicious and keep causing trouble for the female in the lead." Hearing me, Anya chuckled with her hands over her mouth. "No wonder they like you. You are quite lovely." "My brothers don't like me!" I blinked innocently. I was a spare in the Smith family. Odette was the princess they doted on. "Because they are blind and can't tell the good from the bad." Anya raised her eyebrows at me. Maggie sat on a bench in the pavilion and retorted, "How can you compare Kelly with Odette?" "I know. I know." Anya rolled her eyes with disdain. "Odette is different. She has four eyes and eight legs!" I was in astonishment. Sarcasm like this was a new skill to me. Anya had a sharp tongue, which was in sharp contrast with her elegant appearance. It was a pi