Hello everyone! If you aren't aware, the original author of this story is Serenity05. I published it back in 2007, but recently could not remember my password nor recovery email to access my stories again (it's been 9 years). Consider this Serenity05 2.0, I'm back from a very long hiatus and continuing my stories. They will be republished, and continued under this user. I know that in doing so I'll have lost all prior reviews, followers, and favorites, but that's all right. I hope to gain new ones.

As always, please remember to leave a review after you've finished reading. Constructive criticism is welcomed.
- xoxo, Crys (08.12.16)

"Picture Perfect"

Prologue

She had it all. Everything she had ever wanted, she managed to get. Her dream house was built for her, she had a wonderful daughter, and she had married the man of her dreams. He had given her everything she could ever need or want, and in return she had mothered his child.

Annabelle was their little princess of six years and counting. The picture perfect life, some would call it. They were the type that would host lavish parties and their guests would always grow envious of what they had. But really, no one knew what went on behind closed doors, because if they did, well it certainly was not something to be envious of.

They didn't get along; they didn't say "I love you", they didn't even try to comfort one another when things got rough. All of that had been a thing of the past. Now they fought endless fights and threatened each other without a single thought.

He always worked, whether it was at home doing paperwork, or at the Hospital. They were wealthy. She had no need to work and he wanted to keep it that way.

He was distant and she was confused.

It seemed as though Annabelle was the only thing holding them together. If it weren't for her they would have long since gotten their divorce. He loved his little princess and Serena knew she couldn't keep him from her. But then again, she didn't really want to. Every girl needs a father, and he was it.

She loved him, but she also wanted the feeling returned. So she created the illusion that he was stress and didn't actually hate her. Though that illusion was growing weary.

End Prologue

Chapter 2 will be republished shortly, thank you for reading.
- xoxo, Crys (08.12.16)