SIN: A Luna for my Mates

One

Isabella’s povShe grabbed me by the hair, her eyes filled with resentments before she spat into my face and shoved my head down the wooden cabin floor.My face was bruised and bleeding and I could hear her mumbling before she flung a piece of rag at me. Looking up to meet her gaze, two consecutive slaps landed on my cheeks, dulling my sight for a few minutes.“How dare you spill water on the floor?!” She yelled while I fought back tears from the stinging slap.Her hands shook beside her and I could tell she had much to say. She never really liked me to begin with, my aunt never liked me.Aunt Linda, as I used to call her, was my mother’s sister. She was yet to be married and while she loved my mother, she always despised me as she accused me of being the death of her.My mother had died, giving birth to me, and after being out in the care of my aunt, my father left and never returned. I never knew or will ever know what he looks like. There was not a single photograph of him, to reme...