Ring, ring, ring…

Serenity’s phone rang.

Picking up the phone for a look, Serenity saw that it was her sister and took the call.

“Seren, did you see the news on Twitter? They’re too much!”

Liberty was up in arms.

As she was fifteen when their parents died in the accident, Liberty had a clearer memory of the events that followed.

Liberty kept a diary of every detail of their grandparents and uncles’ heartless deeds. She still had the diary in possession.

It never occurred to Liberty