"How did I get this fat?!"
A petite face with a sharp and perfectly sculpted jaw. Full lips that were pink in color, a small button nose, delicate eyelids, and perfectly round eyes. All forms of perfection clung to that face. The only flaw was her wide body.
"She's so beautiful, but how come I have this face? Did I go through plastic surgery because my face was destroyed after falling from that ten-story height? Although this face is much prettier, I still like my previous face with firm facial features."
"Then where did my ideal body go? Why did my body suddenly swell up like this?" muttered Arabella with her head down. A few seconds later she straightened her gaze with a pair of raised eyebrows.
"Where am I and what's the date? I need my phone!" With quick steps, Arabella scanned all corners of the predominantly white room. She peeked in drawers, on the table, and the sofa. Instead, she found the box on the nightstand. Arabella began to curse herself for not focusing because she felt confused.
"Ah, the cell phone lock opened because of my fingerprints!"
Arabella did not stop uttering words of gratitude that the cell phone could be a clue for her. Her jaw dropped as she looked at the year written on it.
"The year 2024? Isn't this year still 2023? Am I in critical condition for that long?" Arabella was puzzled as she gripped her hair tightly.
"This is impossible. I don't have anyone close to me who loves me sincerely. No one would send me to a hospital with a VIP room like this."
Arabella let her body fall onto the bed. At the same time, she felt a strong jolt to her head. She bent her back, buried her face in the pillow, and groaned in pain.
Memories like a long accelerated recording seemed to press on her head from four sides. An unbearable pain like being electrocuted with many images that were forced to be clarified flowed through her brain.
Elara Winchester, her biological father died when she was five years old. Her mother married another man who also had a daughter. In an in, her position was taken away, and she became the unwanted daughter in that harmonious family.
Elara was a beautiful, smart, and shy girl. Her biological mother, who hated her more and more every day, always forced Elara to eat large portions of food. This was because her half-sister, Dahlia Winchester, who was the daughter of her stepfather, wanted to be the prettiest girl. She didn't want to lose to Elara's beauty.
The taunts from her mother, father, and sister got worse every day. One day when she was still a fourth-semester student, a man from a billionaire family wanted to propose to Elara as his bride.
The Winchester couple, greedy for wealth, asked the billionaire man, Asher Winterbourne, to give them 100 billion dollars. They promised to leave Elara alone and not interfere in their married life. The Winchesters chose to sell Elara rather than give her to the man with honor.
Asher Winterbourne was not much different from the Winchester family. Although the allowance given to Elara was more than enough each month, it could not restore her mental health.
Asher Winterbourne was obsessed with Elara, more precisely with her tears and fears. Asher is happy when he inflicts psychological torture on Elara.
Asher's mother, Calliope Winterbourne, also hates Elara. She expected offspring, but Elara never gave them to her. Only Elara and Asher knew that they never spent the night together.
"What is this? What exactly is happening to me?"
Arabella who possessed Elara's body stared at her bandaged wrist. She had trouble swallowing her saliva as memories of Elara's past came back to haunt her.
"She was sold to a crazy man who was obsessed with her. And she was admitted to this hospital for attempting suicide. Why did she slit her wrists?"