When she woke up, she found that not only had she lost her memory, but she had also become a puppet of a mysterious woman. Anne held her forehead in pain. She always felt that her previous life was miserable, and sometimes she felt that her life in the manor was even more chaotic than before.
Even so, will the beauty eventually be broken one day?
A short story written passionately by an OC person. Pure female ketone.
Intention: The power of love makes it possible