Chapter 2: A person she forgotten
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A while later
Good thing there are still two tomatoes left i won’t worry about the potatoes because in this abandoned garden it's everywhere the farmer must be throwing the seeds randomly and that is weird.
Ah, I miss eating warm r****h soup and warm Hot Ramen.
Sitting in the snow, I watch the snowflakes dance as they fall, merging and forming a beautiful tapestry. It's like being caught in a rain of gemstones, the glimmering sparkles in the sky, falling gracefully to the ground.
It's a serene sight, one that fills me with peace and joy Even the harsh cold of winter can't take away the beauty of nature's wonders. I fill the bucket with well water as I shudder from the cold for some reason, I have a bad feeling in fact, it's creeping on my nerves finding the perfect time to scare me.
"Snow and Snow...." I muttered.
I went Back to the small house, I burned myself a little in the fireplace the kitchen was destroyed a long time ago I can even hear the rats and mice squeak after cooking my food I eat it in silence even though it’s a little unappetizing because it doesn’t have any spices.
Observing the child's appearance and recognizing the innocence in the mind of a baby, I uttered to myself while gazing into the mirror, "Charlize must be 8 years old." The reflection revealed a small, malnourished body, evoking a sense of pity for this young soul.
Living alone is nice but I pity the Original Charlize she was only 8, In her Memories, she was Thrown away by her father who I know is the current Duke of Eleanor.
Suddenly The door loudly opened I shrank and flinched in surprise but the sudden chill made me shiver. The man possessed hair the shade of albino, and his eyes mirrored the mesmerizing hues of the lost city of Atlantis, resembling the vast colors of the ocean.
I try to suppress my trembling body as I stare into the man's icy blue eyes, struggling not to look away. The room is getting colder as snow drifts in through the broken roof, making the atmosphere even more hostile.
'Why is my body trembling so much? Charlize's emotions must have merged with my soul. Who is this guy? Could he be one of Charlize's uncles?' I pondered, remaining frozen in my spot, trying to unravel the mysteries within me.
He looks at me like I was something he had been searching for, something he was intent on catching The atmosphere fills me with fear and nausea, a prey caught in the predator's gaze.
“How long has it been...Years—No, Months” I suddenly flinched when he began to talk His cold blue eyes were like an icy knife, trying to drag me down and s***h me with his cold, hostile glare.
Months? Is this about Charlize during the period when I didn't possess her? Could it be that this guy is aware she was abandoned by her father? The man's gaze was piercing, as if he were attempting to cut through me and drag me down solely with the intensity of his stare.
"Who are you?" I asked, furrowing my brows as I instinctively took a step back. My hand gripped a broken pipe, and I pointed it at the man, who widened his eyes in surprise. He seemed to have noticed my trembling hand, causing a momentary calm before he glared at me with intensity.
The man's gaze was sharp as if he were trying to cut through me and drag me down with his stare alone. With eyes like that, his gaze alone is like a weapon, capable of freezing and cutting with a single glance.
But anyway, my math professor is far worse than that Buddy, yet the child's body I now inhabit seemed to express a different sentiment.
"It's been 5 months, and you already forgot who I am?" I questioned, feeling my grip on the pipe tighten. I attempted to recall anything from Charlize's memories, but it was all a blur.
Bro, who TF are you?
"You seem like a knight... Are you here to kill me?" I asked, my gaze locked onto his eyes, determined not to look away, knowing that doing so would be a defeat.
"Do you truly not know who I am?" he questioned once again, placing his hand on his hips and tilting his head in disbelief, I deadpanned.
'Ya shibal—' My thoughts were cut off when He slapped the pipe away, and it landed on the floor with a loud clatter.
"I do not know who the fuc—...F-Function of your background Mister!" I said replacing that vulgar word.
The man raised a brow at my answer, then leaned close to my face, causing me to instinctively lean back.
"Why are you so thin?” He uttered making me narrow my eyes, just how stupid is this man? but I forgot that he is nobody that knows Charlize's background.
Why then, did he treat me like this—as if I were an emaciated and malnourished beggar? the way he questioned me made my blood boil. why am I So thin? Ask your wife is she knows, Maybe he doesn't have one Haha no offense.
"Haven't you been fed by the servants?" he said, looking down at me as if I were a maggot. It was obvious That I wasn't being fed.
"No" I simply replied.
He grabbed my chin and forcefully looked at him, Aytt! the hell dude?
"Look at me and try to think who I am based on my appearance," he said. I attempted to look away, but he forced me to gaze at him again. I glared at him, but he remained unfazed. I squirmed, but he held me in place. Eventually, I gave up and started to observe his appearance.
Now I think about it, This Dude has Blue eyes and albino hair. But That's way too normal for fantasy worlds like the one I've reincarnated into.
It's kind of laughable to think.
Wait, Blue eyes and albino...
I immediately look up and down at the man twice. oh dear, this Charismatic dude had the appearance of That damn Eleanor Family!
I saw how his Lips curved into a small grin.
"Seems you finally Figure it out brat, I am Duke Dylan Eleanor. Remember me now, my daughter?" He exclaimed.
'The duke, That damn duke?! Charlize's Father?!'
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