Sometimes later, Livia woke up with pain searing through every inch of her body.
She struggle to sit up— wincing with each movement and realized that she was still inside the basement. She turned around her head slowly, she spotted the girl— Jonnah ,still unconscious in the corner .Her face was ghostly pale, lips parted slightly, the dried blood on her neck stark against her skin.
"Right ..Looks like the servants won't be coming today "
It was her job to cleanup when no one else came, especially even after Madline's was done with her business .
"Ugh…Guess she was in good mood today ,considering how I woke up and only sometime had passed"
She felt relief that Madline had activated the curse for like half a minute then for a moment she just sat there, staring at the floor.
"Haha…It looks like I'm not that right in mind, seeing how I'm thinking good things about my abuser"— she said that with a bitter laughter.
After she woke up as Livia ; people might have thought why she wasn't trying to escape all these abuse.
If that even was possible, Livia might have run away right the moment she had regained her memories.
No one wanted to run away from this situation more than her but…
The moment she ran away , she was sure Madline would activate the curse and make it so she doesn't die but she suffers worse than death.
'How did 'Livia' even endured all this ?'
"…Ugh..sob.."
Suddenly a sob caught her attention and raised her head.
There Jonnah , whom she had forgotten about had regain consciousness and was huddled in the corner of the basement, crying with her broken body.
Despite the severe pain in her body, Livia stood up — Slowly moving her body towards Jonnah.
She stood before Jonnah and looked down at her. She ran her fingers through her hair and Sighed .
"Sigh…"
"Miss Jonnah"
Then, she called out to Jonnah weakly .Seeing her shoulder trembling , Livia pulled out a small bottle of healing potion from her inner pocket and held it before Jonnah.
"Drink this. It won't heal all of your wounds but this will do for now.
And after you done drinking the potion let's go to the infirmary. We can talk slowly while going there."
She didn't really care weather her words brought Jonnah fear of anxiety .
She was just carrying out her duty as 'Livia Maren' from her memory. Also she, herself was not in a state to comfort or feel grief—her mind was too hazy to process anything beyond what the previous Livia used to do.
Jonnah took the potion with shaking hand , eyes wide and tear-streaked .She hesitated, then drank it with one slow gulp. Colors returned faintly to her face as the smaller wounds healed.
"Can you stand?" – Livia asked quietly .
Jonnah nodded slowly . With effort , she pushed herself up, stumbling once before getting up once again .
Waiting for Jonnah, Livia looked at the basement ceiling blankly. It was high…really high and colorless , like Livia's life – a blank colorless page.
Her chest felt tight.
She clenched her teeth and pressed a hand to her side ,gripping her clothes tightly .
'I have been ignoring it until now'
But now she felt that she could no longer ignore it.