Warped Tales

“Your death will not be in vain, father,” Ella whispered to her father’s coffin. “Stand up,” Ella flinched slightly as her stepmother pulled her up by her arm. “There are some things you must do.” “I would like to stay here for a little, mother. I haven’t said my goodbyes yet.” The old woman scoffed. “Mother? That’s Lady Tremaine to you.” “… what do you mean, mother?” “Hah. This kid. You are incredibly slow, aren’t you? Well, you are his flesh and blood after all.” “!?” Ella