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Chapter 04
“Rose. You’re really okay now?”
Pale—no, Rose—felt disgusted.
Because of Ebony Bleang, who stroked her cheek with concern.
Every place Ebony touched felt like insects crawling on her skin.
“You don’t know how worried I was. You were already weak… I thought you’d even gone mad. Hic…”
As Ebony trembled and sniffled, Rose smiled sweetly.
“I’m fine now, Sister.”
It made her nauseous to act friendly.
But no one noticed.
On the outside, they looked like loving sisters.
“Thank you for waking up.”
“Sorry for worrying you.”
“I only came to the estate because it’s winter break. And you woke up right then. It’s a miracle.”
Ebony clasped Rose’s thin hand gently.
“Big Sister should have paid more attention to you.”
What a devoted family act.
Rose smiled lovingly, while sneering inside.
“Want to hear surprising news?”
“What?”
“I entered Orod Academy. And I became Latyula’s Solia.”
A year had passed since Pale died.
Twenty-year-old Ebony was already a first-year at Orod Academy.
“So I danced on this year’s festival stage.”
Rose wanted to stab those proud eyes.
You pushed me from that terrace.
How can you look so proud?
“That’s amazing.”
She swallowed her rage.
“I want to be like you.”
She would infiltrate the Bleang Marquis household.
As a younger sister.
“My lovely Rose. Once you’re healthy, you’ll be just like your sister.”
Of course.
You treasure me.
Which means I can punish you from close by.
“Rose. I love you.”
“I love you too.”
After discovering her purpose, Rose changed.
Though frail since birth, she began moving around.
“Rose, aren’t you overdoing it?”
“I’m fine. I was bored lying in bed.”
The family doctor supported her activity.
One day, dressed in a yellow dress with white frills, she approached her parents.
“I want rehabilitation treatment.”
“Rehabilitation?”
“Yes.”
She had made her decision.
“Once I fully recover, I want to enter Orod Academy next year.”
“What?!”
The Marquis refused immediately.
“It’s too hard for you.”
“You promised to respect my choice.”
Tears welled in her pale green eyes.
“I don’t want to be trapped in this house anymore. I want to live normally. I’ll be twenty next year!”
“I won’t allow it!”
‘Then I need another method.’
Rose looked at her mother.
There’s no parent who can defeat their child.
“Send me to the Academy—kgh!”
She began coughing violently, staggering.
“Rose!!”
Her mother rushed forward.
“You’ll frighten her!”
Just as Rose expected.
Her mother was the weak link—burdened by guilt over Rose’s frailty.
“Mom…”
“I really want to go.”
In the end, her mother gave in.
“I allow it.”
And after a brief hunger strike, even the Marquis surrendered.
