Episode 3

After her painful and inexplicable death, Estrella Salinas woke up in a body that was not her own.

Everything around her indicated that she was in a place different from anything she had known.

The room where she woke up was ancient, illuminated by strange objects.

She tried to get up and explore her surroundings to get her bearings, but the pain in her body made her retreat. It seemed she was injured somewhere, inside or out.

Trying to find the source of the pain, she touched herself with her hands to see what was wrong. As she did so, she felt something strange. Her body not only had superficial wounds, but it was also covered in hair.

Not believing what was happening, she summoned all her courage and got out of bed to find a mirror so she could see herself. But as she did so, she felt a strong dizziness that made her fall back onto the bed.

As she fell, memories that were not her own came flooding into her mind. Painful memories, where she clearly saw the life of the young woman whose body she now inhabited. Through these memories, Estrella saw that the young woman had suffered a beating and, by all indications, had died. How else could Estrella be in her body?

The memories kept coming, like a horror movie.

Poor Estrella was astonished by what she saw. She saw the suffering of a young woman who was nothing more than an extra in a ridiculous story she had never read, let alone heard of. And the worst part was that the young woman was destined to die at the age of 20. At that moment, she must have been almost 18, so there was little time left.

Each episode in the young woman's life made Estrella feel short of breath. Not only had she been cursed by her stepmother and treated like a servant in that mansion, but she would die, and her father would die too.

Seeing all this, bitter tears began to stream from her eyes. She had taken over the body of an unfortunate young woman, one who carried a curse.

For hours, the young woman wept bitterly, asking God to have mercy on her and help her emerge victorious from this situation. As if in answer to her prayers, a flood of ideas came to her mind, and almost all of them were about revenge.

According to her memories, she was supposed to have light magic. Most likely, her mana flow was damaged. She would have to work on that and on seeing how to get rid of all the hair on her body. After all, she was no witch. She couldn't just remove the curse.

With that in mind, she tried to sleep. But when she did, she had nightmares about the girl's life, and she woke up exhausted.

When she woke up, she noticed that it was already nighttime. Everyone must be asleep. Her body ached less, but it still ached. She didn't know how many days had passed, but judging by her current condition, it must have been about two.

Still a little sore, she got up and left the room. From her memories, she knew that she was in the room that the Duke had assigned to her. He should be on his business trip at the moment. And according to her memories, it was on that trip that he met the witch who would purify her.

She walked slowly down the hallway leading from her room and soon reached the kitchen. It was lit by the same objects that lit her room.

In the kitchen, she looked for some items that would help her make what she wanted to make: homemade wax.

It was easy to get the ingredients; the kitchen seemed well stocked.

She looked around for something to start a fire with and soon managed to do so. Then she began to make what she had set out to do.

A few minutes later, she had finished making the mixture, which consisted only of a combination of honey and sugar to give more consistency to the homemade wax.

When it was ready, she let it cool a little and then poured it into a container with a lid.

Determined, she went to the cleaning room, guided by her memories. It was through a door next to the kitchen and was also illuminated by the same stones, which, upon closer inspection, looked like light gems.

From the cleaning room, she took a new pair of scissors and some kitchen towels, and with nothing more to do there, she went back to the kitchen. There, she took the wax, poured it into a bowl, and covered it. Then, she made sure to leave everything as if nothing had happened.

Finally, she took some fruit and water and, with everything ready, went to her room. Luckily, everyone was asleep, which was better for her because it meant she could avoid any problems.

When she got to her room, she locked it and then used the scissors she had taken from the cleaning room to cut enough strips of cloth. Once she had the strips, she went to her bathroom and washed the scissors. She also washed her whole body, assuming that it must have been dirty. She was not mistaken. After the beating Rosina had given her a few days ago, the real Anastasia had died. It seemed that the woman had gone too far.

When she finished, she wrapped herself in a towel and, after drying herself completely, went to her dressing table and took out some talcum powder. She began to sprinkle it all over her body, covering as much area as possible.

It took her the longest to apply the powder to her back, but after a few tries, she finished.

That said, she looked like a ghost because she was all white.

Without thinking much, she took the wax that she had made with her hands, and then she began to apply the wax all over her body and, when she finished, she also put on the strips, and now she looked like a mummy.

Without fear of success, Estrella, who is now Anastasia Alborán, took courage, and when she was ready, she pulled the first strip.

As she did so, she felt a chill that made her shudder, and it hurt terribly, so much so that a tear escaped her eye.

When the pain subsided, she pulled off another strip, and so she continued for a long time, until she had finished what she wanted to do, which was to remove all that mountain of hair from her body. It had been awkward on her back, but she had managed it with great effort.

When she finished, she applied powder again because she would regret it later if she didn't.

When she was done, she went back to the bathroom and examined her whole body. Besides being whiter than a ghost from the powder, it was bruised and scratched, and very thin. She needed to eat more, and she most certainly needed to strengthen her body because if what she saw reflected her strength, she was in more trouble than she had thought.

After contemplating her chances of survival, Estrella, now Anastasia, left the bathroom and went to her room, where she saw the hair again, still stuck to the strips she had used to remove it. It was tough stuff. No wonder it had taken her so long to get rid of it.

Then she had an idea. She would use the hair to make a suit so that it would still look as if she was hairy. She didn't know how dangerous it might be to walk around with such a weak body.

She rummaged in her bedside table for needle and thread, and lucky for her, she had everything.

So, without delay, she looked in her closet for something that would work. There, she found an old dress.

She set to work, mentally measuring her entire body. Then, she ripped the dress into many pieces, and then, very delicately, she began to gather the hairy strips and sew them onto the fabric of the dress.

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