Mistaken Identity

I've being at Carter home for a week. I felt like an intruder. The intense stares I got from the servants were so embarrassing. It is obvious they hated me. Ms. Wilson, the ring leader, sometimes would just look at me and shake her at me, when I asked what was wrong she ignored me. Most days Henrique and I stayed in my room and we listen to music and play games. I was falling for this child my sister abandon. He made me happier than I've ever being in my whole life since the accident. He is my pride and joy. I fell for his big green eyes and his dimples.

I look at my sleeping nephew and smile. I brushed his black hair out of his face. He is a beauty. What was wrong my sister thing when she left him here?  Of course she exactly the type who'd leave her child. Ever since she accepted the position at the modeling agency, she was never the same. She started to think about herself and no one else. She started to date elder men. She started to think money was everything. She was a complete different person after four months of working there. She was no longer my sister. She was just a model who happens to look exactly like me.

I sighed and started to play Paradise Bay. After five minutes in the game, I heard a knock on my door. I didn't answer so the person came in.

"Ms. Bisson lunch is ready," Ms. Wilson said at the entrance of my room.

"Henrique, is sleeping." I replied without looking up at the middle-aged woman, who was propbaly giving me a bad eye.

"Ms. Bisson, your lunch is ready. I'll just leave his for when he wakes."

bright side. You won't have look at me with a bad eye." I finished. I

coughed, "Okay, Ms. Bisson." With that she exited

you I'd be married with my first child and be working at one of the biggest Marketing firms in Las Vegas. I  was born and grown in  Vegas before I moved to New York. Now my life was completely different from what

my phone beside me and shut my eyes. I let the tears

navel. I wince, I slowly open my eyes to see my

lift his head to the sound of his name. He smiled at me and his

my

on the table. I took off the cover and I saw a salad dish with some milk and snacks for the baby. I let out a heavy sigh and rolled my eyes. She wanted to wake me up just to gave me salad. That wouldn't even full Henrique's stomach. I place Henrique on floor to play and eat his

vegetables. I place them on the counter and start cooking for myself. I cut the pepper and onions and place them in the pot where the hot oil was. They started to fry. They scent fill my noise. I loved cooking, I loved the scent of unfinished food in my nose and when it was finish, I loved it even more. I place mixed Vegetables in the pot and mix it with the seasons and put the stove