Aldana Candi only felt warmth.
The warmth seeped out from her entire body.
That damp heat made her mind increasingly fuzzy.
She mumbled softly, "Thirsty..."
Soon, someone bent down to give her cool water.
She drowsily opened her eyes and saw the man's face in front of her. As she opened her eyes, he lifted his head and gave her a slight smile.
It was the first time she'd seen someone take advantage of the situation... and still smile so elegantly and innocently.
Could she trust him?
Was there really someone in this world who would be kind to her, not because of Ellen Candi?
Could she fall for someone else?
She wasn't entirely useless, she didn't always have to live in Ellen Candi's shadow, right?
For some reason, she felt immensely wronged.
Eric Candi always called her "a waste," so did "a waste" also have the right to be liked?
She wanted to start over, wanted to be loved, wanted to be treated gently like Ellen Candi.
