'What?'
'This face… this body… isn't this mine?' Lydia thought as she stared at the mirror.
To double check things, she looked for the mole on her wrist just like what she did when she was heading down the hill, but it was really not there, so she removed the white cap that was tucking in her hair.
As soon as she did, straight, silky hair flowed down past her hips, hugging her figure.
'Mine was loose, wavy curls, but just in case...'
Lydia bent down and lifted her pants to check if the birthmark on her ankle was there, but it was not.
'This confirms it. This body is not mine… but it looks very similar to my original appearance.'
'Aside from the differences in our hair, birthmark, and the position of our moles, her skin is way too white. It's comparable to snow. Other than that, her lips are so red, they seem unreal.'
Lydia stepped closer to the mirror.
'She's thinner too, I guess…'
'And her eye color, I thought it was dark brown like mine, but it's actually dark blue.'
