The villainess reverses the hourglass

Chapter 2. The Villainess Turns The Hourglass [Part II]

It was the same mother who had been poisoned and died of a heart attack. She was a beautiful, elegant woman who captivated the hearts of many noblemen with her lips redder than roses and sensual body. Of course, she was very young and lively now as she scolded Aria to maintain her table manners. It was the same maternal instinct that resonated within her ever since she had a child.

Did Aria think that she was at a dining room? A mess of bloody meat was scattered all across her plate, whereas the salad bowl was empty, its contents all over the table.

'I haven't committed such an act since my sixteenth birthday, when I was greatly humiliated

Aria looked down at her hands. They were very small and smooth. There were no scars left from when she had thrown a glass bottle at Mielle either.

That had been the very first time that she had committed a violent act against Mielle, which had happened when she had been fifteen. At the time, the bottle full of

water had been too heavy for such a fragile girl to throw with ease. In the end, the

bottle headed not for Mielle, but to Aria's feet.

As the glass bottle shattered, the sharp pieces wounded the top of her feet and her hands as well, causing Aria to leave the mansion crying. The main instigator of that incident had been Mielle. No, it had been Mielle's maid that had caused her to hurt herself.

'I had no inkling that all those people were Mielle's informants.

The maid that had helped her with the methods to harm Mielle had at last confessed that all of those incidents had been plotted by the evil woman, along with all of the sins she had committed. For confiding everything to the maid that had pleased her, the naïve, foolish daughter of a ********** met a miserable end.

'It can't be...

Aria awakened to the unbelievable possibility that might have become reality and looked up and around. Just like how everyone was small and young, so was she.

'I'm alive...!'

It wasn't a dream or a hallucination. The pain from the injury that was left from the dropped glass cup had confirmed this. She lowered her hand and touched her leg and found that it was a bit wet. Checking it with her own eyes, she found red blood. The maid, who was cleaning the floor, noticed it, causing her face to darken as she hurriedly bowed.

'I'm alive..!'

It wasn't a dream or a hallucination. The pain from the injury that was left from the dropped glass cup had confirmed this. She lowered her hand and touched her leg and found that it was a bit wet. Checking it with her own eyes, she found red blood. The maid, who was cleaning the floor, noticed it, causing her face to darken as she hurriedly bowed.

"Aria?!"

It was her mother, who was sitting next to her, so Aria swallowed her breath and put on a shocked expression. Aria's hands trembled. Her lips were parched, and her face devoid of life.

A room of frustrated glares was aimed at her, who stared down at her hands blankly. Soon, that vulgar little girl would raise her voice and scream. That was the future that no one doubted would happen. There was no touch of sympathy for Aria, in whom everyone had already lost faith.

Aria closed her eyes quietly. She pondered for a moment the options that were presented to her. She raised her eyes and straightened her face, having decided on what she would do.

*Jessie, give me your handkerchief. think I may have hurt my leg, so I'll ask that you treat me. I apologize, but I think will have to finish my meal later."