Fay sat in her dressing chair, staring at her reflection in the mirror.
It had been one whole week of peace, and silence.
One week where she hadn't stumbled on Ace, or had to deal with her feelings for him.
This one week had given her a much needed clarity.
The results were out, and its intensity was staggering.
She was weak. It was the one word that encompassed the reason for all her problems.
She was too weak to defend herself against the people that hurt her, and even her own feelings.
However, the matriarch had promised to change all of that. She called every day of the one week, giving her materials upon materials to read on, and broaden her knowledge.
Right now, she felt illuminated. The things she had learnt so far in her journey of switching her entire personality were profound.
As she stared at her reflection, she no longer flinched in disgust.
