Book 5: Chapter 35-Hate

She woke up exhausted and sweaty. She felt as if she had woken up from a quicksand. She could still feel her body trembling due to so much fear. She looked around, and it was clear. She got off the bed and faced the mirror.

“What is happening?” She talked to herself as she stared at another face in the mirror.

She tugged at her own hair with a flash of memory in her mind. She didn’t want to cut it, even if it hurt her head, so she closed her eyes tightly.

“No, it’s like having mercy! Don’t change my face!” She begged the woman in the white gown.

The woman did not listen to her, even though she was begging. She couldn’t do anything but cry, and she couldn’t fight back because she was tied to the bed. She screamed in pain when she was suddenly injected, and her arm was carelessly squeezed.

She opened her eyes after remembering that scene. When she looked at her arm, the scar where she was wounded was still there.

“I’m not Cherry?” she asked herself in confusion. Tears welled up in her