**Episode 5: Breaking Point** The burden of chores and the sting of neglect finally took their toll. Amanda's grades began to slip, and she became withdrawn and sullen. Mrs. Gable, noticing the change, tried to intervene, but Eleanor dismissed her concerns. "Amanda needs to learn responsibility," Eleanor declared. "She's becoming spoiled and entitled." One evening, after a particularly grueling day of cleaning and cooking, Amanda accidentally broke a valuable vase.

**Episode 4: The Weight of Expectation** At the age of twelve, Amanda's life took a turn. Eleanor, tiring of the pretense of motherhood, began to assign her household chores. What started as small tasks – setting the table, dusting shelves – soon escalated into a full-time job. Amanda was expected to keep her room spotless, do her own laundry, and even help Mrs. Gable with the cooking

**Episode 3: Shadows in the Mansion** As Amanda grew older, the veneer of perfection began to crack. The lavish gifts and expensive education couldn't mask the emotional void in her life. She excelled in school, but felt increasingly isolated from her classmates, who couldn't comprehend her strange, gilded existence. Eleanor, meanwhile, became increasingly preoccupied with her social life and philanthropic endeavors. Amanda was often left alone in the vast mansion,

**Episode 2: The Porcelain Doll** Years passed. Amanda grew, a beautiful child with wide, inquisitive eyes and a shock of dark hair. She was dressed in expensive clothes, lived in a room filled with toys, and wanted for nothing… materially. Yet, there was an unspoken chill in the air, a subtle distance between her and Eleanor. Eleanor treated Amanda more like a precious object than

That night when tumi went home,she could not control her tears.her face looked pale because of anger and tears.if some children are living in the street then my parents are kings,tumi thought deeply in her mind.those girls dont deserve that type of life,i will stand in for them.her friends also want to help her to

**Episode 1: A Diamond in the Dust** The Bentley glided along the coastal highway, a dark, opulent beast against the backdrop of the setting sun. Inside, Eleanor Vance, a woman sculpted by wealth and privilege, tapped impatiently on the armrest. Her manicured nails, each a perfect crimson, reflected the fading light. She was returning from a charity gala, another evening of forced smiles and superficial conversations. Suddenly, her driver,

High School. I could do it, I could totally do it. I mean how hard could it possibly be, right? All I had to do was come up with some absurd lie which would excuse my prolonged absence and then catch up with all the school work just in time to graduate. College wasn't a question anymore, at least not

"I look okay right?" Olivia asked me as she smoothed her dress and I rolled my eyes. I'd given her ten to fifteen minutes to get dressed and she'd taken forty- five. Right now we were rushing down the crowded streets to get to the café and she still wasn't satisfied with her appearance. She looked gorgeous obviously, in a purple

Walking to my old room, I made sure to close the door behind me so that Olivia wouldn't hear what was about to happen next. She'd left us alone for the most part of the evening and I could only hope she didn't see how strained and awkward things were between Noah and me. Noah, bless him, had caught

"Something's different," noted Olivia as she walked through our house, well now only our parents' house but she didn't need to know that. After she was let out of the hospital I had no choice but to bring her back to the city and to this house. There wasn't any place else that she could go and I wasn't ready

"It's okay, it'll be better if I stay at the hospital," I said as I scooted closer to the door, putting a considerable distance between Zach and myself. "Don't be stupid, we have a room here and it's large enough for the two of us so why do you want to damage your spine by staying there for another

"She's asking for you now," said the nurse who came out of Olivia's room, looking me right in the eye. My entire body went rigid and my heart took off at a staccato pace. Zach's grip on my hand tightened and Nick gave my shoulder a reassuring squeeze. I can do this, I can totally do this, I chanted, but

"Coffee?" Nick asked as he sat down next to me on the bench in the corridor. It had been exactly two days since we'd arrived in Chicago and ever since then a mind-numbing headache had refused to leave me. Luckily I was in a hospital so I'd been popping in the painkillers like candy but a girl had to draw

There was an incessant buzzing sound coming from my coat pocket as we rounded the corner to the hospital. There was only one person who had this new number so it wasn't hard to guess who it was. That said, I didn't want to answer the call, not now not ever. I pulled the phone out angrily and switched it

"Arianna open the damn door!" he shouted but I ignored him. The banging grew louder, making my temper increase simultaneously. Who the hell did he think he was, standing there telling me that I was being childish or stupid? He was the one who'd jumped into bed with a skank while he was married to me! Yes, the marriage was more