Just a little story that popped into my head. I know its really bad, but I needed something else to write about. For those of you waiting for my story about Yuna, don't worry! I'm working on it right now, and will hopefully be done with Chapter 5 by tomorrow! : )

Disclaimer: I don't own Phoenix Wright: Ace Attornery.


"Dollie, you know that I love you, right?"

Love. What a pathetic word. She hated the very sound of it.

Love was opening your self to betrayal, nothing more. Those who told themselves otherwise were simply in denial.

That oaf of a man told her that he loved her. Every time he said it, she would simply laugh. He mistook it as a sign of happiness. She was only laughing at how weak he was.

Her step-sister was smart enough to never say anything like that. She kept her mouth shut, and that was just the way she liked it. But even she turned out to be an obstacle that needed to be eliminated.

That stupid boy had told her the same thing. 'I love you.' The naïve child-like idiot who didn't even know what he was saying.

Then, of course, there was her twin sister. Twin sister…what a joke. She was nothing more than a cowardly back-stabber. That girl was the only person that she had ever relied on, and she betrayed her.

Maybe once she had meant something more to her than a nuisance. But that was a long time ago, buried far in her memory.

Betrayal, hatred, and bitterness. Her only companions throughout her life.

She took a step forward, while they adjusted the noose around her neck.

Soon it would all be over. Everyone will move on. She started laughing, and the executioner gave her a strange look.

How funny… the very feeling that she loathed was what put her here in the first place.

The executioner pulled the rope.

Dahlia Hawthorne was dead… with the sweet angelic smile frozen on her lips.