— Farah's Point of View —
A smile widely painted on my face, what I was wearing was indeed beautiful. I saw a smile painted on Ysandria's lips. I can see from the looks of her eyes that she is happy, and somehow that made me happy.
"Are you ready?" Ysandria asked me happily. I chuckled because of that, she seems so different I can't think of anything else.
It's like, yesterday she tried to kill me, she tried ruining my whole life, and now here she is, claiming that indeed she is my mother, well she really is. I sighed after thinking, that what if the world wasn't that unfair. Maybe then, I can finally have a peaceful and normal life— a simple life.
Because of thinking for a few moments, I did no notice that Ysandria had been calling my name, "Farah? Farah? Are you there?" Ysandria asked and a chuckle then escaped her mouth.
"Uh yeah, I'm good, let's go?" I asked her then a small smile painted on my lips.
