'I'm possessing her body now.'
Lydia shuddered as she looked at herself in the mirror.
'I'm basically killed on the spot before I can even start a pleasant journey.'
'Ugh... the future is suddenly growing dim.'
'If I could, I'll just turn into mush right now and hippity-hop to wonderland, but I should kick out the maids first. If I hear more, my soul might accidentally leave this body.
Lydia eyed the maids in the mirror.
Then her eyes drooped and the corners of her lips curved downwards. "Is that… is that really who I was back then?"
"Why do I seem so bad? Do people hate me now?" Lydia asked as her eyes became watery.
Then she clasped her hands and just stared at their reflections in the mirror when they did not answer.
"I see. That must mean yes."
"That makes me so sad," Lydia said.
'Grr, it really makes me sad, to the point I want to bite everyone and smash that bitch like a cockroach.'
"I want to be alone for a while," she said, her voice defeated.
