#1 Prolog

Aurélie Lajoile that's my name. But I still don't know who am I. The real me. The inner me. My father is a Norwegian Journalist and he just married a woman. My stepmother. Well my father knows who he is. What about his daughter?

I used to know myself, my life. But after mom died, I lost control and ... never mind. And now I live my life alone. Not because dad's not here for me but, it's because he's always with my stepmother. My stepmother is an Indonesian. I call her, Cinta. Even thou, she doesn't like to be called like that. She likes "Mum" better. But I don't want it. I already got a "Mum", and I only have one mum! She can't replace my mum.

I lived in Indonesia since I was three. I don't remember anything when I was in Norway. I feel like I brainwashed. Well I remember a little when we--my little family, me, mum, father, and Sharon, my elder sister--watched the northern light together in Tromso. Speaking of Sharon, today is her date of death anniversary. She died 2 years ago because of cancer, 2 months before that, it's mum's turn. Mum died cause of cancer too.

I told you, my life is so... dark and... lonely. Yes, but I will not give up. My life just starts here, I gotta run my life. I can't just stay here. We need to move on. Still, I can't. I'm stuck in my dark life. My stepmother brings me even darker. I know I shouldn't say this but, it's the truth.