Gunshot

The sky was filled with countless stars that sparkled against the ebony night, with a crescent moon that reminded the girl standing at the window of her room of a half-moon cake given to her by her twin sister days ago. Her pink dress was still covered in mud from her crawl to the neighboring estate to get the puppy for the gray-eyed boy to whom she had promised it.

Her brown eyes glimmered with a loneliness that shouldn't be found in the eyes of a girl her age. Her little mouth was set in a slight pout as she absentmindedly dug her nails into her palm, injuring herself but not feeling the pain after the housekeeper had scolded her upon her return. She didn't know why, but she loved looking at the night sky because it always made her happy. But today, as she looked up at it, she couldn't find that little happiness because she knew her twin sister was with the gray-eyed boy.