Vaquesha gazed in the mirror for the last time and was dissatisfied with herself.
She was forced to become shorter and an entirely different person after returning to being Avita, which did not set well with her, especially after how tormented her weekend had been.
She had to bear it, though, in order to have her retribution and move on to the next chapter as quickly as possible.
‘I’ve done incredibly well for a long time. Why should I suffer during this brief one-week period?’
She encouraged herself when her crimson eyes turned brown once more.
If only people could see her actual self, wouldn’t life be truly wonderful?
Unfortunately, she was cursed when she was young, and if she were to genuinely disclose her actual self in front of the public, she would be sentenced to death or condemned to be a witch.
