The Pinnacle Of Life

Seeing how Dorothy flew away like a goddess and disappearing in a flash, Emma knelt there, unable to move. She just couldn’t believe her eyes. This went against everything she had known in her life.

“Why… Can she fly?”

“Could she… Really be a fairy?”

Emma always compared herself to Dorothy. She wanted to be better than Dorothy in every single aspect. That was because the two were similar in age, and they were just a year apart.

Dorothy, however, had the absolute upper hand in the looks department thanks to her beautiful mother. When the two were still kids, people would naturally start comparing them as long as they hung out. They would compare their looks, their intelligence, and even obedience.

Hence, Emma’s obsession with defeating her had most likely started since then.

No matter the aspect, Emma felt that she just couldn’t win against Dorothy. Whenever they stood together, people only ever complimented Dorothy. It’s as if she was just a mere accessory, a leaf to a flower, a tool to show just how great Dorothy was.

After that, Emma changed.

However, it wasn’t for the better; she changed for the worse. She started giving up on herself. It wasn’t like any amount of hard work could ever make her better than Dorothy anyway… If they seemed close back then, they were in entirely different worlds now.

that all she could do now is admire Dorothy from afar as if worshipping a

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was cooking

two hated each other so much that they longed for the day they didn’t have to see each other anymore. Now, the two looked like textbook versions of a good

and cut up the ingredients. She even helped him carry some stuff over and brought up questions from time to time. She would ask him how much salt they had to put, how they should season the dish, or how

was simply shocked to

cooked, let alone help. They would be lucky

turned towards her and used his Third Eye. She was indeed pregnant with quadruplets. It was just that the kids were still too small, hence there weren’t any obvious signs of

into her eyes lovingly, he

even this close to placing

However, she couldn’t help but burn up

are still two dishes left. You can cook them however

have to speak to Dorothy about something.

carried Dorothy and practically ran upstairs to their room,