A young woman is sitting alone on the library's chair with piles of books in front of her.
"I wonder.. is this how my life will go on?" Kianna murmurs to herself. She was aiming to get into the high exclusive university that every student in her country dream of.
If she entered that university.. will her parents look at her way again?
"I need to go home, I still have to finish the chapter test." She sighed as she fixed her backpack and books that are scattered at the table.
While on her way, the jeepney and taxi are nowhere to be found.
'Ah shit, today is Friday! only busses comment Friday.' She thought to herself and just rode the bus on her way home.
dad is calling.
Kianna's brow narrowed, this is the first time that her father has called her.
"Yes, dad?"
All of the pain and dizziness she felt until now has shattered, she can feel all the happiness inside of her.
"You crazy bitch! what have you done to your mother? I told you to organize her medicines!" His dad's angriness reached through her.
The smile on her lips that formed had gone like bubbles.
"I just-"
"No more excuses! go home, NOW!"
Kianna cried, this happened all the time whenever she encounters her parents. Deep inside her, she should be used to this but it hurts.
'When will I be enough? I want them to be proud of me.. but I'm useless.'
She stared at the sunset.. it made her relieve the pain she is feeling.
*boooogggsshhh!*
"Ugh.."
Kianna is holding her forehead. The other passengers are not moving, she can hear the voices outside.
'Ah, the rescuers.'
She crawled even if the other person's blood and hers collided. All in Kianna's head is survival. She must survive, her parents are waiting for her.
But she knew she can't
She dialed her father's phone, "You brat! you're late, what the hell are you thinking?"
"D-dad. I'm s-s-sorry."
The other part of the bus is burning and everything will be burned in no time.
"The fuck you're talking about, brat?"
"Is that Kianna?"
The moment she heard her mother's voice, Kianna cried out loud.
Her parents look at each other and started to get worried.
"Kianna?"
"Mom.. d-dad.. listen."
Her foot is bleeding which made her hard to crawl. She closed her eyes and tell her parents the words that she always wanted to tell them.
"I l-love you b-both and w-will always b-b-be."
A loud explosion was heard through Kianna's line and everything went black.
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"...!"
The moment her eyes opened, the white ceiling and luxurious walls is the first thing that she saw.
"Oh, my beautiful daughter!" A woman in her 40s hugged her.
"Lady Anastasia is just woken up, Viscountess Mielle." The doctor said and touch her hands.
The Viscountess Mielle had long, wavy golden hair that extended past her waist, with soft bangs that framed her face and green-colored eyes. She had a slim, voluptuous figure with long, willowy limbs.
'Is she my mother? she's so pretty..'
"Sia!"
A tall manly figure entered the room with two kids that immediately hugged her.
The man has short, midnight black hair with bangs sweeping over golden eyes, an inherited trait from the kingdom's bloodline. He is tall with broad shoulders, long limbs, and a well-built figure.
'Who are they..?'
The current Viscount of Castilla is the fifth son of the King. He married the only daughter of the late Viscount, Mielle.
The moment she saw herself in the mirror, she fell and shouted.
Anastasia, the body she reincarnated with has wavy, golden hair that extends past her waist and is styled with lavish accessories. She has slanted, golden eyes set in a soft, feminine face. Her frame is slim and willowy, with gentle, frail arms. She is wearing a colorful array of lavish gowns in pastel shades.
But her body figure is small.
"WAAAAAHH! WHO IS THAT W-WOMAN?" She said while pointing herself at the mirror.
"Anastasia Castilla!" The man in his 40s shouted, one of the kids that entered a while ago hugged her.
His spiky midnight black hair is brushed away from his forehead, save for the few strands that go down his forehead. He has gold eyes, has a sharp jawline, thin lips, and a sharp nose, accentuating his overall look significantly.
Also, he has a scar on his forehead above his left eye that is partially covered by his hair.
'Where did he get that?' Anastasia thought while that boy was hugging her.
"Calm down, what happened to you? it's me.. your eldest brother, Nate."
'Anastasia.. is my new name? am I somewhat reincarnated?"
"The Duke is outside the manor, viscount, and viscountess." Someone opened the door, the man and woman who called her a daughter to excuse their selves and went outside.
"Don't hug her too tight, Anastasius!" The golden blonde boy said and held my hand.
He has spiky golden blonde hair, very pale skin, and green eyes.
"Don't worry, sis. Big brother Athanasius will protect you with all his might." He said while hugging her.
"B-brother.. how old am I?" Anastasia asked while holding her face.
Athanasius chuckled, "Why ask? you're only six years old."
"W-WHAT?!"