e door to her home. The atmosphere inside felt quiet,

here at home had changed. The peace that once existed had vanished,

ark living room. However, she could still see the picture displayed on the wall. A photo

ped right beneath the happy portrait. Her hand lifted, attempti

rom wilting. No longer did her mother experience happiness, but rather feelings of shame and sadness that

ertain man, she would not have experienced all of this. It seemed ironic, but Elice felt that life was unf

Forget it. Pl

e reminded herself, awakened herself. There was no use for her to immerse

what people see in us i

oed in Elice's mind. It came at the right time. Beca

about app

. No matter how much regret she felt, it would not change what had happened. She had fa

peeking inside. She saw Wilda s

me last night, dear

rt with a question from Wilda. She took a quick breath, forcing a fain

tes. Last night, I stayed over at a friend's

r. And she knew the truth. After all, Elice was her only child. She clea

reached for her glass. "It's alright. Besi

he could not be honest either. She could not possibly tell her mother what rea

ains of fried rice on her plate. She was lost in thought for a m

om

iddle-aged woman, who had finished her breakfast, turned to look

il Elice continu

u think abo

trying to assess her seriousness. And she found it. There was

hout doubting, Wild

pproval without any questions made her feel utterly overwhelme

move to?" Wilda inquired.

g to Ashford

. Not only that, but it also made her mother look at he

like the r

choice. She was almost acting purely out of i

I'll prepare ev

a no

ife. Full of risks and possibilities of failure. But Elice was determined to leave behind all the memories she h

what people see in us i

e her based on her appearance. And Elice would make sure her ap

hair, which had been her pride and often gave her a natural, innocent look. Elice no longer desired that label. A

hair. It gave her a sensual and elegant impression that per

ht, especially with your long, natura

oked at her reflection, she was mesmerized. What

hout hesitation, she nodded, fully agr

rvel at her new hairdo. She admired it, caressed it, an

ion to truly care about her

the hairstylist and

rtunate event and the lingering effects would not disappear just by changing her appearance and hairstyle. She was somewhat doubtf

e lost everything. And now

ife. There was no kingdom she needed to protect. No peopl

re no chains binding her steps. She was an empty glass. Even if she fell, it

r tracks. She checked to find a message fro

rie

where a

we m

ething I want

t. She would not meet Ariel. In fact, s

stroom. There, she discarded her SIM car

eed to get a

she saw her unfortunate self there. In the embrace of an unfriendly past. But

mirror and seeing

fe in the pool of regret for months, it was a blessing. Thanks to a gentle

nderness. There are still men who look at you with

hanks to one unexpected night. A long night she would