I’m Saria. During a cozy movie night with my little sister, Mina, I expected laughs and bonding, not a stunning secret. Mina tearfully told me our stepmother, Lenna, took her Christmas money, and with fierce resolve, I knew I had to expose this betrayal in a bold, unforgettable wa
“Let it go, let it go!” Mina sang with the animated queen, her small voice full of joy. She snuggled close on the couch, clutching her soft, old blanket.
It was our first calm moment since I came home for the holiday break, and I treasured every bit.
“Still your favorite film, huh?” I teased, gently messing her reddish-brown hair.
She giggled. “Always!”
