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CHAPTER 3

Just like the old tale says, the moon goddess blesses the luna bride on the first full moon of the year. And yet, here I am dying in vain because someone frames me up for an act that I have not done.

While falling into the cliff, I am still clinging to that small ray of hope that someone will rescue me. In the end, I only see a light. It is so bright that it blinds me.

And before I know it, I find myself waking up once more in a human form. I am even more surprised to discover that I am inside an unfamiliar room. 

Instantly, I begin to rummage my entire body but I see no single wound. 

What happened just now?

I remember falling into the cliff after being pushed down by that traitor. However, as I try to visualize that person’s face, somehow, I just fail to remember anything about it. All that I can recall is the foggy clouds obscuring the face of that person.

“Good morning, Miss Silverstone. I was about to open the curtains for you.” 

Suddenly, I turn out to be surprised by an abrupt entrance of a maid I haven’t seen before.

“Who are you?” I ask since I really don’t know who she is.

The maid just looks at me bearing a complete expression of shock, right before her hand even touches the hem of the curtain. Out of the blue, she ran towards the foot of my bedding while bursting out in tears. 

She is even wailing right in front of me while saying, “My goodness, Miss. I feel sorry that you had to go through this after the accident.”

Accident? Does she know anything that happened after I fell off the cliff?

I am actually supposed to ask her about it, but she immediately discloses information that I find intriguing and, at the same time, surprising as well.

“Miss, I know that going through such a car accident must have been so traumatizing to you that you even had lost some of your memories.” she said.

Car accident? I didn’t even have a car accident, I fell into the cliff and died? Just what in the world is going on here?

After that, the maid continues to chatter, “And also, Miss, my name is Taylor and I am your personal maid. I have been with you ever since you were 10. Tell me, miss, If there are things you can’t remember just ask me to fill it in for you.”

And since I am completely unaware of what is going around me. I instantly take advantage of the fact that she believes I lost my memories. And so I begin asking random things about me.

“Who am I?’

“You’re Miss Claudette Silverstone. You are the last surviving Silverstone after your late father died in that accident. Your mother died of an ailment when you were ten.”

So I am now taking on a new identity? I immediately looked around the glass wall room of any mirrors and saw the vanity mirror adjacent to my bed. I jolted out from the bed to look at my face in the mirror and I became so shocked to see a different person.

This is not my body. This Claudette has rustic wavy hair and jade eyes. She has paler skin compared to mine and I must say that she is truly a beauty compared to me. 

Taylor suddenly approaches me, saying, “Is there something wrong, miss?”

“Where are we, Taylor? Where am I?”

“Miss, you’re here in your parent’s house in Anacortes.”

So I am still in Anacortes. And yet, I haven’t heard of any family name that bears the name Silverstone in my whole existence. 

All of these mysteries are beginning to give me a headache.

And as Taylor seemed to be seeing me getting all worked up she immediately said, “I believe you still need to get some rest, miss. It isn’t good for you to stress yourself. You’re still recovering from the accident.”

“I’m fine, Taylor. But actually, I would appreciate it if I could at least get a breather from the outside.” I immediately suggested.

Taylor seems reluctant with my request that I even have to go through the process of giving her a pleading look just so she gives in. And after some time, I prevail from persuading Taylor in the end.

However, I end up being disappointed to find out that she will just bring me to the backyard of the house. There is a small garden in this house’s backyard and a yard table and chairs for anyone to use.

Taylor brought me some pastries and hot cup of tea to drink while I’m here.

“Is there something wrong, miss?” Taylor suddenly asked me. I am so close to telling her that I am actually expecting she’ll bring me a little too far outside the house. 

But as I was to tell her about it, a man came to interrupt us. He appears like he is around his late fifties or something. He is well dressed in his tux and he is even wearing a pair of white gloves. If my assumption is right, he can actually pass for a house butler.

“Good day, Miss Claudette. I seemed to find you’re enjoying your tea outside?” he asked.

I gave him a look that said it was fine. But I really am not sure how to address him. I’m scared that I may actually address him wrong because I don’t know who he is.

Thankfully, Taylor saved me by speaking on my behalf when she said, “Ah well, Sir Klen, Miss Claudette happened to be suffering from memory loss due to the accident. She doesn’t even remember me. And that, I had to reintroduce myself. Perhaps, you might actually want to reintroduce yourself too.”

Sir Klen reacts a bit of a shock. He seems to be unaware that their Miss Claudette lost her memories, when in fact I just made it all up.

“Good gracious, I am fully sorry, miss Claudette.” Sir Klen even bows down at me, he is sincerely apologetic when I don’t see any reason for him to be even one. 

“It’s all right, Sir Klen.” I told him.

I am so surprised to see Sir Klen suddenly kneeling before me and asking for forgiveness once more. “I hope your late father could forgive me, miss. I don’t mean to oppress you by calling me Sir. Please, Miss Claudette, just call me Klen.”

It’s actually hilarious that just because I forgot that Klen and Taylor are part of Claudette’s servants, everything about today just completely became a little comic. I believe I should start watching my behavior from now on.

“I must have forgotten. Anyway, Klen, would you like to join me for some tea? I’d appreciate it if you'd help me remember some things about this household that I have forgotten.”

Klen is immediately flattered by my abrupt invitation. And although he refuses to sit at the same table as me, Klen prefers standing by my side as he begins to answer most of  my queries about Claudette Silverstone.

From my conversation with Klen, I am able to discover that I am indeed reborn again and at the same time, the clock moves backwards into five years before my engagement with Matteo. And that is the time before Matteo and I even met each other.

I also learn that Claudette is the last living Silverstone across Anacortes, and she also happens to be the last heiress of the Silver Moon Pack. 

If my memory serves me right, back in the present time, the Silver Moon pack was considered an extinct pack after the rest of them got infected by an unknown disease. 

The Silverstone family is the last line that belongs to this pack, but after a year, Julius Silverstone and his daughter, Claudette Silverstone, died in a car accident and thus ended the line of the whole Silver Moon Pack. 

In this lifetime, however, I get to be reborn or more like reincarnated into the body of Claudette Silverstone. Which makes sense how she is able to survive the car accident.

Learning all of these abruptly shifts my eyes to look into palms. I’m still pondering how things came to be, since it is still a great mystery to me how I am able to be reborn once again. 

The eagerness to find an answer for that drives me crazy, but right now, I understand that if I am given this chance to alter the course of events that leads to my untimely death in the present time, of course I should use it well. Particularly if I wish to begin exacting my revenge against everyone in the blue moon pack and that mysterious person who betrayed me.

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