章 232: Is one not enough?

A lot of time has passed, but this place was just like it used to be.

A room that once felt like a castle to a young girl, who once dreamed to be a princess. A large bed for the little girl, with pink walls and a pink sky to chase her bad dreams away. The dolls in the room were her companions, her enemies, and her prince. Such a loved princess I once was.

It is a place that I had almost forgotten, had it not been for this day. John gave me my old room—the room I used to live in when my mother was still around. It was filled with the things I used to love as a young girl—things that don't quite resonate with me now. It feels as though I am using someone else's room, and that someone has been long dead.

I threw myself onto the mattress, still feeling its softness even after years of not being used. The canopy above my head felt somewhat comforting, like it was protecting me from the outside world. I can't remember if this is how it felt in the past.