I quickly learnt how to call Emilda and Baldwin, 'Mother' and 'Father'.
"My daughter," Emilda said. "I am aware of the problems you've faced in life, they may have been even harsher than ours. We just lost a daughter, but you...You lost your whole life, your whole identity. You had to go through such pain...I can't even begin to imagine all that. I am so glad we got you."
And I...I was also thankful.
Mother and Father both were extremely kind and caring towards me. They got me properly treated for my arm and other small bruises I'd gotten from dancing. I got my shaggy silver hair cut into a neat, styled bob. Mother got me lovely, new dresses and Father bought me toys and books to use. I got my own bedroom as well, designed to my needs. It was a life only I could've dreamt of before.
With this new life came new questions.
