Tina:
Different witches were coming daily to see my face condition, and none of them could decide what to do.
They all used to leave my room in confusion, telling my father that it was irreversible.
My poor father couldn't accept it. He sat beside me for hours, holding my hand.
"Let's leave the palace and go back home," Dad suggested to me, squeezing my hand. Now I had to wrap a cloth in his presence because he flinched whenever he saw my face.
"I can't…" I started shaking my head while crying, "Going back means that I've given up."
Dad jerked forward as if he wanted to grab and shake me hard, "You are being stupid. He doesn't want you in his life. He married her. You made him do it. Now stop regretting your past mistakes and leave this cursed place."
How could I? I spent more than half of my life in this palace. Tamia was more like a friend to me. Sebastian loved me once.
How could I hand over all of it so easily to the woman who was parading around as Sebastian's wife?
