She’s Back, and Hell’s Coming with Her novel Chapter 49

Every girl loves dressing up in beautiful clothes—stylish handbags and sparkling jewelry, the works. Sabrina was no exception.

Once, for the sake of her family, she wore colors and styles she hated. Even though she adored light pastels, she never dared wear them at home. Celine and Sommer couldn’t stand to see her in those shades, so she always dressed in drab, old-fashioned outfits to keep the peace.

There was one time, though, when Sabrina put on a dress she actually liked and showed up at Celine’s birthday party. That night, she caught the venomous looks from both Sommer and Celine. Sommer demanded to know if she’d done it on purpose—why would she try to steal the spotlight at her sister’s birthday? Was she deliberately trying to embarrass her?

But it was just a simple dress, a clearance rack find at that, and Sabrina couldn’t understand how it could possibly upstage anyone. When she tried to defend herself, Sommer slapped her. Twice.

If she wore matronly clothes that didn’t suit her age, they’d toss her a few empty compliments—so mature, so obedient. Sabrina used to believe that Sommer’s "unique taste" came from a place of care. After all, what mother doesn’t love her own child? Or so she thought.

She was wrong. There really are mothers who don’t love their children.

Celine, on the other hand, always wore the prettiest, trendiest styles—she loved pink, prancing around like a princess from some fairy tale castle. Standing next to her, Sabrina always felt like the hired help.

But today, wearing what she wanted, Sabrina could hardly contain her joy. The tailored coat hugged her slender figure, highlighting her graceful posture, and her ponytail was twisted into a simple bun. She wore no makeup—her skin was bare, not even a touch of foundation—her pores visible, her features delicate.

With her striking coat and natural beauty, she looked a hundred times more elegant than ever before. To the sales associates, she was even more stunning than the celebrities on TV.

They couldn’t stop exclaiming, “Wow, this outfit looks like it was made just for you! I honestly can’t imagine anyone else wearing it this well.”

Of course, they said things like that to every customer, every day. But this time, they truly meant it.

Even surrounded by compliments, Sabrina’s cool, distant aura kept everyone at arm’s length. No matter what they said, she remained aloof, almost untouchable.

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