The following day.
When Amber exited her room, she found her aunt in the living room, waiting for her to come down so that they can eat breakfast together.
"Good morning, aunt! How's your sleep last night?" she asked nervously fearing that her aunt might remember what took place last night. She lowered herself on the opposite sofa facing her aunt. She observed her aunt's face looking for any signs that she remembered everything last night.
"My sleep is good, how about yours?" Cornelia asked.
"Same..." Amber replied, wearing a pleasant smile on her face.
Cornelia rose to her feet. "Let's eat our breakfast," she said and walked in the direction of the dining room.
Amber followed her aunt to the dining room, feeling relieved that the shocking event last night was already erased from her aunt's mind.
Aunt Cornelia is not her real aunt. Then who is she?
