Hannah’s POV
The Transformation
I couldn’t stop staring at my reflection.
Even after several minutes, it still didn’t feel real.
The girl in the mirror looked like someone who belonged in a palace.
Someone confident.
Someone important.
Not someone who used to juggle three jobs just to survive.
Not someone who counted coins before buying food.
Not me.
“You’re thinking too much again,” Tianna said gently behind me.
I blinked slowly, realizing I had been frozen in place.
“Can you blame me?” I murmured.
My voice sounded softer now.
Uncertain.
Still shocked.
She smiled faintly.
“No.”
A pause.
“But we don’t have much time.”
That pulled me back to reality immediately.
Time.
The ball.
The triplets.
The people.
The staring.
The whispering.
My stomach tightened again.
“Wh
