Twenty

VERONICA

I have sworn to find out why I keep having dreams about my mother. I am still unsure if she is really the one who comes to visit each time. I don't know her face, although my subconscious mind tells me she is my mother.

I wanted to know why I suddenly lost my memories. The cock and bull story my grandmother made up as an excuse for it was not "excusing. "

Someone else knows about me. He knows things that have been buried with my memories. But Prince Grimgor would rather not say anything.

It's not like I am intentionally desperate to know everything, but I am driven by something. I could possibly say that I have an urge to find out. Whatever, I haven't found the right word to use yet.

I am sure I am not supposed to be here. But I have no other option. I hadn't stolen the key earlier from him when he came to do his hypocritical caring. I wish I did.

Initially, when I woke up from my long sleep, I thought the two princes were sincerely worried about me. I thought they felt