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Petunia
"Look like wine, taste like poison."
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Petunia (Also called Tuni at times) Evans was the angel born first, bathed in golden rays. Her parents got one look at her and immediately knew. Their little angel was perfect. She would get whatever she wanted.
Her sister Lily, however, was born three hours later during a slush of sleet and rain mixing with the mud on the floor. Her parents got one look at her and immediately knew. Their creation would never be as good as lovely Petunia.
Even as a baby, the girl looked like a literal angel, her lush patch of soft, blonde hair, looking like woven gold. Her eyes looked just as precious as cerulean gemstones. Her little baby hands grabbed for someone to hold, but she was quiet coming out, and her birth didn't even hurt her mother.
Lily was the opposite.
Lily would never be good enough.
Lily would never be as loved as her beloved older sister.
She can hardly believe that Petunia didn't even care about her sadness.
And yet, in another universe, where the tables were switched, she was the exact same.