Chapter 613: Island Again (3)
The place Lucy arrived at, following the memories of her younger self, was Lucy's room.
The room that Benedict and Mira had decorated for her was the kind of princess's room many little girls would imagine.
Various cute dolls. A soft bed. Furniture dotted with pink. A dreamy light pink canopy decorating the bed.
Any child who walked into this room would surely light up with joy, but the owner of this room, Lucy, did not.
Her eyes were dry from crying too much. Her body was so thin it was hard to believe she even ate. Her hair was disheveled. Her lips were tightly pressed together. Lucy was dying alone in this room.
Her mother, who had always embraced her with laughter in any situation, was no longer there.
Her father, who had been a little awkward but still loved her warmly, now hated her.
Even the servants in the mansion, who had once kept an eye on their mistress, now subtly ignored her.
No matter how many high-ranking people scolded the servants, the situation never changed. She had no allies anymore.
At least, that’s how Lucy saw it.
Would she meet her mother again if she died?
Would she be able to hold her mother's warm hand again if she went to the distant place her mother had gone?