I am a Sinclair, one of many. My birth name is Winifred Victoria Sinclair. I am a pianist. I like caviar. I absolutely adore our seven summer homes. And my favorite colors are the ones chosen for me. My 'family' thinks that this person I just described is the way a Sinclair lady should be, but I'm not like that. They knew it too. They also decided who I was to marry and when it was to take place hell even my dress was chosen for me. My life in this deceiving family was enough so I left thinking that they wouldn't want me back, that my four other sisters could fill the place of princess better than I ever could. I thought it would be easy, simple, but I couldn't have been so naive as to believe my family would take the rejection so well. We're Sinclair's, we're a very stubborn people. I travelled for months never staying in one place for to long. I thought I had finally outrun them, but they were everywhere. I knew that the day my own sister tried to kill me that the family we had, held so many more lies and betrayals that I ever wanted to know. They said we never lie. They said we had no secrets. They said we never killed. What a bunch of bull. My name is Minnie Day and I am a Bellerose