Eva POV
I stopped clawing my hand after a while but slipped into the foetus position, my head buried into my laps. I felt lost, I was dead but here I am alive , I don't know where Layla is if she's still in our world or this world .... I just didn't know what to do.
Then the door quietly opened "Hey" the unfamiliar face from before said. "I got that anvil you asked for and soup cause when your sick you take soup" she says grinning and drops the tray on the bed, she proceeded to lay beside me "Hey are you ok" she asked I didn't respond "so that means your dead" she continued , I put my head up to reply her sarcastically but I was stunned she had gotten up from her position and her face was just a few inches from mine. She had a stunning ebony skin , gorgeous white hair and a splatter of freckles that where white and looked like star constellation - she had this beautiful cat eyes almost enigmatic they were gray. It wasn't those lively gray eyes her eyes were so dull almost dead.
"Are you Dead" she asks once more "Are you a fairy" I ask, stunned by her look "No, of course not" she bursts out into giggles. "There you have it" I tell her also laughing."Now that we got that cleared" she says standing up to grab the tray from my bed. She hands me the tray. "Am leaving now" she says turning to leave , I searched my memory looking for her name but I realized I have never in this life mer this woman. "What's your name again " I ask before she could reach for the door. "Mackenzie" she says turning back "I just remembered eat, bath and rest you have a week off" she told me and walked out of the room, slamming the door shut, leaving me with my privacy I did just what she said and had time to sort out my memory.
My new name is Eva Colleen, I am 23 years old , I work as a maid in the Godel mansion, i by coincidence feed the cause of my death iny last life - the timber wolves, I actually own a fashion line called the green palace, I belong to one of the longest living aristocratic family in LA- the Colleen and for some reason I still work as a maid.
Lights hit my eyes making me arise from my slumber. I really need to get curtains I thought as I get up from the bed, I stretch my body and yawn . I walk towards the bathroom to freshen up. I just got out of the bath and dressed up- my closet was filled with boring white shirt and plain jeans trousers apart from that one maid outfit, I walked towards the vanity table about to brush through my hair when I was faced with my reflection for the very first time after my transmigratiom and rebirth. I thought Mackenzie hair was stunning but I was dumbfounded when I saw how I looked, I had an average length strawberry blonde hair, my lashes were pink, I had a cupid boe lip and my most stunning quality was the red birth mark neary left eye . NO! I screaming internally I looked like those chibi dolls the children at the orphanage played with. I miss my black hair and lashes even my eyes looked pink in this world. What if I have pink eyes how would I know that I have pink eyes.
After eyeing my reflection I brushed my hair and wore a black hairband. I left my room and through my memory I navigated my way out of the building. I was stunned when I saw my surrounding; the maid quarter was a stunning five floor building, the Godel mansion was a stone throw in front of it, the garden that belongs to the late mistress of the Godel's was approximately close to the maid quarters than the maid building.
I walked further down heading to the main building, I stood in front of the giant door that seem to be made of diamonds. I walk towards the door and knocked, my hand coming in contact with the cool surface.