~DAPHNE~
I stared at myself in the mirror, my fingers tracing the dark circles under my eyes, the tangled mess of my hair, and the pale complexion of my skin. I looked like a mad woman, a shadow of my former self. I placed a hand on my stomach, feeling the emptiness within, and then I let out sorrowful laughter, thinking about my cruel life.
It's been a week since I saw Dane getting married to Alexa, a week since Zephyr saved my life and gave me a new room and purpose. All that was left was a new identity. Ever since entering the room, I had been unable to go, drowning myself in my thoughts, thinking about how I had fallen. I could not face anyone, and the only person I spoke with for that week was the servant who brought me food and clothes and prepared my bath.
By the end of today,
