บท 75: The Suspect (1)

LANA

"Don't put that on!" 

"You should wear it, Lana!"

"Rolana!"

"Lana!"

My internal monologue consisted of two voices, and they had resumed their yelling match.

Imagine the chaos that would ensue if I had two stepmothers in my head. Although I was confronted by two competing groups in a single challenge, I had already decided what course of action to take.

I had made a promise to Nana that I would wear the waistband for the rest of my life and would never remove it, and I was forced to keep that promise despite the fact that there was another voice in my head that did not want this for me.

I lifted my dress, which showed off my trim figure and cinched in waist.

The omega who stole it had the same kind of waist as me, but I feel as though that omega deserved more than a simple jab for making me go through hell in order to find the jewel that she stole from me.

'Child, please don't.'