[Lilia]

I forced myself to tear away from my reflection and walked into my closet, staring blankly at the rows and columns of clothes. If I were an ordinary woman, things like this could have brought me joy. But for some reason, I only felt a void looking at them—a feeling of no attachment.

I don't want to stay in my room for the rest of the day. I want to be away from this place for a moment, to be by myself without being caged within the confines of my room. It will suffocate me if I stay ...