It was impossible for anyone not to notice the anger hidden underneath her mother's words. Though her mother had tried to soften her words, her tone was far too sharp, which made her younger self to flinch and look down as though scolded.
Since childhood, Arabella was a crybaby, a trait she hated about herself, which she eventually tried to change as she had gotten older. But the young Bella now was still the crybaby she had always been, and with just a slight change from her mother's words, it was enough to cause the young Bella's eyes to be filled with tears, her lips trembling as she wrung her muddy hands in front of her.
Seeing her cry, her mother let out a sharp sigh, ruffling her hair.
"Why are you crying?" There was no compassion in her mother's tone, rather it was simply a sharp annoyance, "I hadn't scolded you yet! If you knew that doing this will make me angry, why are you still doing against what mother had told you, Bella?"
