[ She can’t help but feel for her step-sister, as much as she would hate to admit it. There was a time once whenever Ella was filled with rage and the desperation revenge can cause. She knows better than any of them what it was like to grow up in Rapunzel’s house, to be made to feel worthless. At least she could write it off on being the daughter of the woman who stole her husband, but Drizella was her daughter. A mother should never treat their child like that.

She wished she had reached out to her, but they had been children, each dealing with their own grief. ]

What about everything you said here? About me being all you had, you pushed me towards Henry when I was confused, you knew this would happen, that we would find out. None of that was in your best interests.