The Rejected Luna Queen

Aurora's POV

"Ahhh!" I screamed in anguish as I stood from my bed. Life had never been

known for being unfair, especially to me. For some reason, it chose to show me its wicked sides, leaving me to bear the pain daily.

I cursed my life and the day that I was born. The hurt in my heart was a lot; too much for anyone to bear, anyone but me. I tried to tread the path of recovery, but it seemed too long.

The sun fiercely shined its light through my window, reminding me that it was time to do my chores. I stretched a bit, hands to the side as I yawned loudly. It was time to get to work.

I picked up a broom and began to sweep the house, but my mind was somewhere else and why not?

No one could face what I faced with my mind intact. No one. I saw my mate pick someone else as his mate and even shamelessly make out with her right under my nose. As if that wasn't enough pain on its own, I got back to see that my dear mother had found my piggy bank, which held all of my life savings and had taken it for herself!

If she wasn't my mother, I'd have called her a thief. Who else takes things that don't belong to her?

As I got done sweeping, I tossed the broom to the corner and picked up the mop and its bucket, which I used to clean the floor. I did wonder if it was the floor that I was to clean or the tears that flowed from my eyes onto the floor.

Nothing seemed to be working out for me. My life was nothing short of miserable and I loathed every part of it. I had felt that the fault wasn't mine. I thought it was this place.

Now, thanks to my mother, I was stranded and there was no leaving this place. I was stuck here. My sufferings were only going to continue.

Soon enough, I was done with my chores and my stomach growled. It was only a sign of one thing and I needed to head to the servant's kitchen straightaway to make something for myself.

It wasn't always a great experience going there as I knew what lay in store for me. I was very certain that they'll mock and poke fun at me but I wasn't about to stay hungry because of that.

"Aren't you forgetting something?" Rose asked as I placed my right hand on the doorknob in a bid to open it.

I paused a bit to think about anything I must have missed. "Oh, my mask. Thank you, Rose."

I quickly turned back around, heading towards my drawer where I had kept it. As I opened it, I was surprised to see that it wasn't there. "Surely, I left it here," I muttered, taking out the things in the drawer to see if I could somehow see it there. I didn't.

That mask was the only way I could conceal my hideous look. It was an escape route from the banter of the other maids. It was everything I needed at that moment, but it was nowhere to be found.

It was a great saying that when an object went missing, the owner had to search for it in places where she thought she must have kept it and in places where she was sure she didn't.

I was that owner. I had to find my mask somehow.

I checked on the bed to see if I had tossed it there before going to bed. I took off my sparkling white bedsheet from the bed and looked carefully but it wasn't there.

Then I bent to my knees and peeped under the bed to see if it had somehow made its way there but I couldn't find it.

I briskly walked to my wardrobe and brought out my bag, picking out my clothes, one after the other, in a fruitless search for my mask. I upturned everywhere and searched in every area that I felt it was and I knew it wasn't but the result was the

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I felt my visage get even worse as a wave of sadness began to envelop me. "Where on Earth could this mask be?" I asked myself. "Rose, do you have any idea?"

"The drawer... I did think you put it there. Do you mind searching there one last time?" I knew Rose was trying to give me a bit of hope, but we both knew it was a hopeless situation.

"That mask is not here, Rose. It's not. What exactly is going on?" I paced around the room, trying to search through my brain for any clues as to what must have happened but none was forthcoming. Until...

"Mother!" I exclaimed, as a thought quickly sprang up in my heart. My eyes popped as I knew exactly what was going on. "Could it be, Rose? Could mom have...?"

"Take it easy, Aurora, you can never be too sure."

"There's no other explanation for this, Rose. Why does she hate me so much?" I was both disconsolate and irate. The lividness in me knew no bounds.

I walked up to my box and kicked it with my right leg in frustration. "Damn it!"

"You need to calm down, Aurora. It's not the end of the world. You were alright without the mask. It's not the mask that defines you."

Rose did her utmost to encourage me but it didn't have the effect that it used to.

I had hoped that I could mask my ugly face with that beautiful mask. Now, I was back to the way I was, all thanks to my mother.

"Rose, I-You know that..."

My words quickly broke up and all that I had left was a simple stutter.

Tears streamed down my cheeks as my emotions got the better of me; from low sobs to mindless wailings.

I fell to the side of my bed, ignoring Rose's calls for me to take it easy. Life wasn't easy on me either.