"Are you ready?" — Richard asked his daughter, gently holding her hands and standing at the entrance to the arch.
Arabel didn't answer immediately, lost in thought.
"Will he like the way I look?" she asked herself.
"Of course you will," Pink Arabel replied, and the rest of her sisters in Arabel's head, one by one, began to agree with Pink's words.
Since the morning, the other versions of her had been a source of support for Arabel, but at the same time, she couldn't get used to their voices.
Only one confirmation from her System reassured her: as soon as she was free from the influence of the dark system, these voices would disappear, as all versions of her would become part of herself again, making her whole again.
"Boo-oo-oo! The older sister is so angry that she wants to get rid of us. But what's wrong with our existence? We, like everyone else, want to live and have the right to live," complained Pink One, as before, reading Arabel's own thoughts.
