CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE

Though I was just a child when my parents died, I always counted Miss Rica as my first mother. There was a point in time where I didn't remember their faces until Elliot revealed the truth about myself a month ago.

But even till now, anytime I try to recall my real mother I only saw my Queen in my first life, not my mother in this life. I knew she'd be the same person anyway.

Rica cared for me so much when I was brought into the orphanage. For someone with a bad memory, I remember the big smile and surprise she had when she saw me. And at the same time, the smile died and her face filled with worry as she came to hug me.

She took me as her favourite instantly and I had no idea why. I was bullied everywhere I went because of the bite marks I had on my neck. Well, that was why I thought they always bullied me because that was the only imperfection I had.

It was either that or they were just jealous of my prevailing beauty. I always tried to find a reason wh