133 Personality Or Soul.

Ann was seated at her dressing table with a confused frown on her face as she tried to understand what was going on with her. Different books and journals were scattered on the table in front of her, and she was holding a pen as she tried to compare her handwriting to the one written in the journals. 

She had been at it since the previous night, and her head was beginning to ache from the stress of it all. What was stressing her out the most was that her handwriting had only appeared on a few pages in just one of the journals. Was it possible she had changed her handwriting just a few weeks ago before the accident?

She had wanted to talk to Zoe about it the previous night, but Zoe had returned late from work looking very exhausted and had dozed off without even coming down for dinner. Ann raised her head from the books when she heard a knock on the door.