"Marion... I came with Gabriella. Can you open the door for us?" William knocked a few times just now. However, there was no answer at all, especially the welcome from the girl who had been languishing in the room since last night.
Marion still couldn't accept her staggering state of change.
If indeed she is a descendant of the furry beast, why not have the experienced this in the past? So that she can accept reality early. Why is it only now? And who can she ask about this, since even her father had been reluctant to tell her about it?
She still didn't want to meet anyone. It's not because of shame, she doesn't care about shame. She was just upset. Annoyed by all that keeps things a secret of many things from her.
