In the desolate embrace of a room tainted with despair, Arona, a young soul bearing the weight of vulnerability and etched with scars, grapples with the inexplicable cruelty inflicted by those meant to provide solace – her own family. Tears, akin to crystalline rivers of sorrow, cascade down her blue eyes, mirroring the profound pain etched on her heart. What was once a haven now stands testament to the inhumanity that shadows her existence.

The door, a grim harbinger of further suffering, creaks open, shattering the haunting silence. Arona's plea for solitude falls on deaf ears as a maid, a relentless symbol of authority, enters with an iron grip, tearing her from the fragile sanctuary of solitude. Dread deepens, knowing she is being led towards the dreaded experiment room – a chamber where pain becomes an unwelcome companion, an ordeal thrust upon her against her will.

In this chamber of torment, Arona confronts her beautiful yet merciless sister, Mia. Her heart pounds with anticipation as she enters, discovering Mia wielding a bottle of deadly poison. The room morphs into a chilling stage where Arona, rendered helpless on the cold ground, faces the impending doom orchestrated by her own kin.

Mia, void of empathy, presents the poison to Arona, proclaiming that this day marks the culmination of her torment. Arona, however, resists, refusing to become the architect of her own demise. Mia, undeterred, commands the maids to restrain her, forcefully compelling Arona to ingest the lethal potion.

As the poison courses through her veins, Arona is engulfed in indescribable pain. The sensation of burning and the relentless sting of a thousand bees become her agonizing reality. In this moment of unbearable torment, Mia unveils a chilling truth – Arona's supposed parents were nothing but avaricious strangers who purchased her from destitution. The boy she loved was not an ally but a conspirator in her suffering.

Betrayed from every one, Arona, teetering on the brink of death, hears Mia confess that she intends to die in Mia's stead. A deadly disease that tormented Mia was callously transferred to Arona as a cruel substitution.

In her final moments, heartbroken and betrayed, Arona turns to prayer, pleading for a second chance. Vowing to exact revenge and overturn the tables on those who orchestrated her living nightmare, she fades into what she believes is the embrace of death.

Yet, fate takes a surreal twist, and Arona awakens to find herself back in the past – at the tender age of twelve, seven years before her tragic demise. The story, a symphony of anguish, resilience, and the indomitable spirit of a betrayed soul, poised for a continuation of her journey through the corridors of time.

To be continued...

In the timeless dance between despair and hope, Arona emerges from the shadows of her past, ready to rewrite the script of her destiny. The symphony of resilience plays on, promising a saga of strength, revenge, and a soul refusing to be silenced.

To be continued... in a tale where echoes of pain pave the way for a triumphant melody.

Surprised and awestruck by the second chance bestowed upon her, Arona expressed gratitude to the heavens. As she marveled at her fortune, the creaking door of her shabby room swung open, revealing the same maid who had once dragged her to the dreaded experiment room. The maid, seemingly remorseful, offered Arona a pill, claiming it was a health booster from the madam, her supposed mother.

However, Arona, now fortified with newfound strength and wisdom, coldly rejected the pill. This defiance triggered the maid, who, armed with a stick, advanced menacingly. In a moment of self-defense, Arona seized an empty glass bottle, delivering a resounding blow to the maid's head. The resulting scream summoned the household, their faces a mix of anger and surprise.

Among the crowd, a new face emerged – a handsome, well-dressed guest named Mr. William. The chaos caught his attention. Mia, Arona's deceptive sister, intervened, apologizing to Mr. William and downplaying Arona's actions as the ignorance of youth and said ohh Mr. William I'm very sorry for my sister she is quite young and doesn't know how to behave please don't spoil your mood because of this..

Arona, however, was not oblivious to the facade. She pondered how Mia had concealed her true nature, and in the midst of this realization, noticed that Mr. William's gaze lingered on her. Mia, quick to divert attention, attempted to save face, but before she could speak, Mr. William took a step forward, his eyes fixed on Arona.

As Mr. William stepped toward Arona, he observed her modest outfit and challenging circumstances. Expecting a mere maid, he was intrigued by Arona's resilience and attitude. Addressing the madame, he expressed interest in acquiring Arona's services, causing a wave of anxiety in the madame.

However, the madame, adept at concealing her feelings, dismissed Arona, deeming her unworthy of Mr. William. Justifying her decision, she criticized Arona's temperament and manners, claiming they didn't befit a nobleman's companion. Mr. William, perceptive to the underlying tension, reluctantly agreed.

Curiosity piqued, Mr. William sought to know Arona's name, addressing her as "maid." Arona, angered by the assumption, turned to the madame, challenging her identity. With boldness, she asked "Mother would you like to introduce me to this young man" Hearing this madame's and Mia's frowns revealed their discomfort, especially Mia, outraged by Arona's audacity in front of Mr. William.

To be continued...

In the timeless dance between despair and hope, Arona emerges from the shadows of her past, ready to rewrite the script of her destiny. The symphony of resilience plays on, promising a saga of strength, revenge, and a soul refusing to be silenced.

To be continued... in a tale where echoes of pain pave the way for a triumphant melody.

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In the desolate confines of the dimly lit room, Arona's revelation reverberated like a sudden storm, leaving Mr. William in a state of profound disbelief. "What! Are you not a maid but the daughter of Lexim's household?" he exclaimed, the weight of his words slicing through the already tense atmosphere. Madame and Mia, caught off guard, exchanged nervous glances, desperately attempting to comprehend the gravity of the situation.

Mia, unable to restrain her frustration, impulsively lunged at Arona, delivering a stinging slap. Accusations flew as Mia accused Arona of orchestrating an elaborate deception by faking scars and deliberately adopting a shabby appearance. The room, already charged with tension, crackled with the energy of conflicting emotions. Despite the chaos, Mr. William, with an unwavering gaze, remained unconvinced, piercing through the charged atmosphere with his scrutiny.

In an attempt at damage control, Madame stepped forward. "Ohh! My dear Arona, I know you are naughty, but what you did today went too far. I'll punish you later for this. Now, go to your nanny ASAP," she declared, her tone a blend of sympathy and reprimand. Arona, teetering on the brink of extending the dramatic confrontation, hesitated. However, the mention of her nanny brought an abrupt halt to her thoughts. Nanny, the sole pillar of support in this oppressive household, was not a pawn Arona wished to jeopardize.

Seizing on the unexpected turn of events, Mr. William proposed that Arona join them for lunch, underscoring her status as a daughter of the household. Mia, bewildered and frustrated by Mr. William's unusual attention, bit her lips in anger. The maids swiftly ushered Arona, transforming her appearance to befit the occasion, and escorted her to the dining room where the so-called family and Mr. William awaited.

Arona found herself uncomfortably settled beside Mia, the situation almost inducing indigestion in her sister. In the midst of the strained atmosphere, Mia's sudden coughing fit during the meal drew everyone's attention. Madame and the maids surrounded Mia, providing a momentary distraction. In that crucial moment, Arona, with a flash of realization, remembered that Mia's deadly disease had not yet transferred to her.

Seizing the opportune moment, Arona excused herself from the room, retreating to the sanctuary of her solitude. Alone in her room, she meticulously documented the unfolding events, weaving a strategic plan to navigate the tumultuous future that awaited her. The first step: liberate herself from the clutches of this living hell and amass the power needed to expose the torment they had made her endure.

As Arona contemplated her strategy, a vivid sequence of events unfolded in her mind—a roadmap to her freedom. The plan crystallized around the imperative of escaping the clutches of her tormentors and, most importantly, shielding Nanny from the impending storm.

To be continued...

In the labyrinth of deceit, Arona's journey unfolds—a relentless quest for freedom, justice, and retribution. The stage is set for her to break free from the shackles that bind her, revealing a tapestry of resilience and strength as she faces the trials that await her.