•Dahlia•
“Ah… Silver hair,” Meredith spoke very slowly, a few moments after noticing that no words had come out from my mouth.
“You must be Dahlia, Queen Luna.” Meredith surmised, then she opened the door wider and said, “Well, don’t just stand outside the door like that, come in. Come on in.”
Meredith legit urged me to get inside her room, and I did, not quite acting like my usual self. When I walked into the room, I noticed that it was in pristine state.
There was no unpacked luggage or any clutter of rubbish in the room. Plus, the room had a light jasmine smell floating around it.
I observed that a few family pictures were placed on a stand by the wall, featuring Meredith, little versions of Hayden and Miley, and a bunch of other people I couldn’t recognize.
In summary, the entire
