*The Hated Child*

“What have you done Ophelia?” after spending hours of crying, they have finally calmed down and started to talk. “You have not only caused yourself in trouble but look at her, she is suffering because of you as well,” Emma was sitting close to the door and looking at her daughters from the bars. “No! don’t worry about me, I am fine,” Isla growled at her mother for making Ophelia to worry more. “You are fine until they punish you and you know what they do to their prisoners?” Emma shouted at Sasha for not realizing how dangerous this place could be for a mere human. “Mother please, don’t scare her off,” Ophelia begged with her palms met and her eyes forming tears. She was hysterical ever since she had seen her family being dragged here. “Scare her off?” Emma groaned angrily, getting up on her feet and cleaning her tears, “I am telling her the truth. No need to give her wrong hopes because we all know her life is screwed, thanks to you,” Emma was frightened for both of her daughter’s saf