9 months later, Celine sat up on her bed, holding her baby girl. "She's so beautiful." Celine murmured. Tears pricked out of her eyes which fell to her daughter's cheeks as she wiped them off with her thumb. Blood was everywhere and Celine's breathing was getting ragged, meaning her death was no longer than expected.
The young girl looked up at her Father and smiled innocently, crying in a mix of pain and joy. "Her name... Is Eleanor... She's Eleanor Janesville." Celine closed her eyes, still smiling as she lost her life right on the spot.
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"Unfortunately, the worldwide famous Ice Skater Celebrity, 13-year-old Celine Janesville, has been declared dead due to an unknown reason." The reporter said as people watching the news gasped in shock.
During the funeral, Victor held his granddaughter in his arms in a private room with his assistant, Margaret.
"Take her, Margie, and leave her on a stranger's doorstep." Victor ordered.
Margaret tensed up and frowned, clenching her fists. "Sir, that's a baby!"
"I know. But I don't want to raise a thing that murdered my source of income. Now, if you don't want to lose a job, do as I say."
"... Yes, Sir..."
Although it was out of Margaret's will, she did as she was told in order to keep her job. However, she grabbed her last remaining jewelry which was a golden bracelet, carved "Eleanor Janesville" on it and put it around Eleanor's wrist. She then took the baby in an unknown street and left her on someone's doorstep.
Inside the house, there was a couple arguing over their son and daughter.
"I wouldn't have ever even married you if I never got pregnant, Lucas!" The wife screamed as she held the hands of her children.
The husband, on the other hand, threw his glass of beer on the floor, causing it to break, and screamed back. "Well, what if I just divorce you and stop my responsibility, huh!? How's that to your liking, huh, Julia!?"
Julia wiped her tears and pushed Lucas away. "That's right! Get out of this house! I'll work on the divorce papers! Out!"
Lucas went through the back door to leave as Julia knelt down, crying and sobbing. Her daughter, on the other hand, comforted her while her son ran to the front door to look for his Father. As he opened it, he saw the baby in the basket with the golden bracelet. He looked back inside the house and yelled "Mom! There's a baby!"
Julia stood up, walked to the door and took the basket. She then noticed the golden bracelet. "Eleanor Janesville? Well, whoever owns this baby must've given it to us. We shall take responsibility now." Julia smiled as she brought the poor thing in.
Years passed by and the biological children of Julia grew envious of Eleanor because of the treatment and love she received from their Mother. This went on until Eleanor turned 9 when she realized that she was adopted and her older siblings were jealous of her.
"Yes, sweetheart, you are adopted, it's true. But at least I love you very much, right?" Julia said as she knelt down in front of Eleanor.
Eleanor sighed. "I know, Mom, I love you too but how about Katrina and Lancelot? How about them? Do you love them?"
"Of course I do, Dear, but not as much as I love you."
While the two continued having a conversation, behind a door, there was 12-year-old Katrina and 14-year-old Lancelot.
Katrina covered her mouth as she tried not to cry. "Mom loves that stupid orphan more than us."
Lancelot hugged Katrina and rubbed her back soothingly. "I know, Kat, but that doesn't mean we should be fools and let her take our Mother away from us." He said back.
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