Claret wasn't sure if it was the picture frame with her young miss' picture or the image she had on young miss was seriously broken.
Yup. Probably both of them.
"Affrailliane, what happened?! ", the woman with a blue dress suddenly barged in.Worry was pasted on her face as she looked at her daughter.
Renee looked at the woman with her eyes slightly widening.
"I'm okay. I just made... a slight mess.", Renee said while slowly putting the broken frame at the top of the table.
The lady furrowed her brows, "Affrailliane, dear.... ", then she gave off a soft sigh before she went near Renee.
"I... ", Renee was going to say something when the lady hugged her.
"..Please forgive your mother, dear. Know that even though your not our real daughter, we still love you. That no matter what happens, I am still your mother and you are still my daughter. ", the latter said gently as if trying to coax her.
The whole time, Renee's body went stiff and she awkwardly patted the lady's back softly. "Ah... It's.. I'm okay."
After a while, which Renee thought would last for eternity, the lady finally released her. "I'll go downstairs, okay? You go and change."
The lady turned to Claret, then to the mess on the floor. "You take care of those things.
She gave one last statement to Renee. " I'll go now. I can't just leave the guests to your father. He might scare them away. ", she said in a jokingly manner before she went out leaving Renee and Claret.
Claret was going to leave Renee to change, but was told by the latter to stay for a while to answer some questions.
After all her questions were answered, Renee finally let Claret go and took a bath.
Renee learnt a lot of things. And most of them—no, all of them shocked her through the core.
These are the lessons she got:
(1) This wasn't a dream.
(2) This wasn't her. : not her face, not her body, and not her identity.
(3) Her name was Affrailliane, adopted daughter of a prominent family. Her foster father,Vincent, is a major general and her foster mother, Yana, is a daughter of a well-known family.
(4) These are all facts. And it is indeed real.
Well, it didn't took long for Renee to connect the dots and realize...
... That for some unknown reason, her spirit suddenly went inside another body's. She somehow possessed this body whom is called, Affrailliane.
"God of desserts! I'm not even dead yet." 'Affrailliane' sounds familiar though.
".. Woah. ",Renee couldn't help but gape at the sight of all the clothes on the big closet.
Nah. This can't be considered as a 'closet' anymore. Renee even wondered if the owner of this body had worn all of these clothes. Yup. This closet almost par with that of barbie's, although less flashy and pinky.More of like, all those clothes only rich people wear.
"... They're rich, alright. I bet the value of all these clothes combined would be equals to a hundred times my monthly salary. ", she can't help but comment.
So... which one should I wear?
After a moment of contemplation, Renee decided to call Claret.
Better ask her for help. I'm afraid I'll ruin the reputation of this body's owner
Right on the dining room, Yana looked apologetically towards the other lady she was talking to a while ago.
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