Sabrina, now awakened in a new body, yet still puzzled about its owner. Still confined to bed due her weakened state. With a bored and annoyed expression "Ughhhhh..." muttering to herself.
Questions swarm her thoughts. "Why am I still alive...?" she wonders. "Am I dreaming...?" She pinches her cheeks, only to be met a sharp pain in her stomach. Sabrina screams inside her mind, "Fuck, that hurts! Definitely not a dream." She groans from the pain as silence fills the room.
Noise from outside draws Sabrina's attention to the window yet a sudden knock on the door startles her, making her jump slightly. A gentle voice from outside asks, "My lady, are you awake? May I come in?" Sabrina weakly responds, " uhh... Yes" the door opens, revealing the same maid from before, pushing a cart with a meal.
The maid asks, "Good day! My lady, how was your sleep? Are you feeling alright?" Sabrina responds, "I'm fine, thank you." Sabrina recalls what the maid told her earlier, "This person took care of the owner of this body. "Sabrina continues, "In the memory of the owner of this body, the maid's name was..Lilian."
The maid explains, "She said that this body was in a coma for months because the owner of the body... harmed herself..." Sabrina frowns with curiosity and concern. The maid notice her expression, "Are you okay, my lady? You seem lost in thought."
The maid, Lilian, reassures Sabrina, "Don't bother thinking too much, my lady. You need to rest, as your body has been weakened." Sabrina smiles, wondering if these feelings belong to the body's original owner.
Inwardly, she thinks, "I should thank her..." and expresses her gratitude, "Thank you, Lilian, for taking care of me all these months... I don't know how I can thank you for your kindness." Sabrina's smile reflects the emotions of the body's original owner, leaving Lilian touched by Sabrina's words and covers her mouth in surprise. "M-my lady..." Lilian responds, "I'm so touched by your words... I'll serve you with all my heart!!!" Sabrina awkwardly laughs, "Ha ha..."
Sabrina finishes the meal provided by Lilian, pleased with the meal. considering it the best since her previous life. "Is the food to your liking, my lady?" Lilian inquires. "Yes, I love it. Thank you," Sabrina expresses her appreciation. Seizing an opportunity, Sabrina turns to Lilian, "Lilian...". "Yes, my lady...?" Lilian responds with a smile while tidying up the plates near Sabrina's bed.
Sabrina asks, "Can you get me a paper and a pen?" Curious, Lilian asks, "Sure, my lady, but what for?" Sabrina explains with a laugh, "Well, I want to write down everything that's happened, and my memory is kind of messy... hehe." Lilian agrees, "uh- yes, my lady..." Retrieving a pen and paper, Lilian hands them to Sabrina.
Finally, Sabrina manages to get up and surveys the fancy room, her fingers touching her chin in contemplation. A table mirror catches her eye, and she rushes over to it. As she gazes at her reflection, Sabrina is shocked and exclaims, "Holy shit—"
In amazement, she continues, "It's so beautiful!" Admiring her new appearance, she wonders, "How could you end your life with this beautiful face?" Internally screaming, Sabrina bangs the table in frustration.
After a few moments, she calms down, raises her head, and begins to realize something. Thinking to herself, "Wait... this face..."
The mystery deepens as Sabrina comprehends her new identity and recalls something significant about her appearance.
In a panic, Sabrina turns around and looks at her bed. Crawling towards it, she pulls the rope, creating a bell sound. Minutes later, Lilian rushes into the room, asking, "May I help you, my lady?"
Urgently, Sabrina questions, "Lilian! Tell me my name!!" Lilian seems puzzled and responds, "P-pardon...?" Sabrina presses, "My name! Who am I!?" Lilian explains, "Well, you're Rochelle Louise Einer... you're the second daughter of Master Einer..." Shocked, Sabrina falls to her knees, muttering, "Ha ha ha no way... this can't be happening..."
Growing worried, Lilian rushes to Sabrina and asks, "Is there something wrong, my lady...!?" The story takes a dramatic turn as Sabrina grapples with her new identity and the realization that she now inhabits the body of Rochelle Louise Einer, the second daughter of Master Einer.
Continuing to struggle with the shock, Sabrina clenches her fists in frustration. Lilian tries to comfort her, saying, "My lady, please, calm down. You've been through a lot."
Sabrina, in shock, smiles and laughs, her reaction resembling her soul leaving her body. "What kind of shit is this...?" she mutters. Lilian, worried, exclaims, "M-my lady!?!" Sabrina, still in bed and struggling from the shock, lies there while Lilian stands by the side of the bed holding a glass of water, concerned about Sabrina's reaction after waking up.
Over the next few days, Sabrina, now processing her new identity as Rochelle, is still shocked. Many questions linger –"Why am I alive? How did I get here? What happened to the original Rochelle?" Seated in her room, lost in thought, Rochelle exhales a heavy sigh. Slowly, she begins to acknowledge her altered identity, whispering to herself, "Rochelle Louise Einer... You've been through a lot." she whispers, absorbing the weight of her altered identity.
The days' pass, and Rochelle grapples with the remnants of Sabrina's memories. A peculiar blend of emotions intertwines within her – a yearning for answers and a growing acceptance of her role as Rochelle. She wanders through her room, growing increasingly bored, yet glimpses of memories flash through her mind like distant echoes. The world around her remains unchanged, yet Rochelle is keenly aware of the profound shift within herself.
"5 more days until you're ready to leave your room, my lady," Lilian said while cleaning up the meal Rochelle just enjoyed. The news brings a smile to Rochelle's face. "Ho ho, finally!!!" she thinks to herself, eager for the day when she can step beyond the confines of her room.
As the day approaches, Rochelle feels a mix of excitement and anxiety. "Sigh, this is so exciting yet giving me stress," Rochelle mutters to herself, rubbing her shoulders with both hands. "I wonder... what happened to my original body...?" she says, gazing at the ceiling, lost in contemplation. "Well, there's no way of knowing it. Time to forget about it," she shrugs, dismissing the thought with a smile.
Rochelle lays down on her bed again, looking forward to tomorrow. "I can't wait for tomorrow!"