Cynthia was walking in the garden of her mansion, the spring breeze was lovely, and the air was filled with the smell of the roses she loved so much.
"Mommy, daddy, come on~ you're so slow!"
Cynthia watched as a young girl who was wearing a white dress just like hers ran around happily, she sometimes hopped around the servants, a few of them twirling her with big smiles on their faces.
Cynthia somehow knew that it was a dream even before the little girl came into her view. She glanced down at herself feeling a little ping when she didn't feel her revenge inside of her.
Where was he now?
"Thea! Baby… wait up!"
