Chapter Forty-Three: The Luna

CHAPTER FORTY-THREE (WAXING CRESCENT)

Chapter Forty-Three: The Luna

Mallory woke up in a foreign place. The ceiling was so high up, and the bed she was lying on was soft and smooth. It wasn’t her room. It was the exact opposite of her room.

Without any second thoughts, she sat up, and when she did, the room around her spun. She anchored her body with both of her hands and waited for her state to stabilize before looking around again.

“Where am I?” She stood up and walked around the spacious room. Her energy was spent, and she almost sat down again and again. No matter how she ransacks her brain, she can’t remember where this was. She had never been in a room this big before, what’s more, this elegant and grandiose. Her brows furrowed.

Mallory’s head was still muddled, and she mindlessly strolled in the whole room until she came across a big mirror.

She looked at the surface of the mirror, and there, her figure was reflected.

In an unfamiliar dress, it was her with a slightly pale face