A beautiful woman was standing in front of her. Her face was beautiful, she had a stunning figure, her hair long-reaching her waist, She had blue eyes. She was looking at her. There was a glint of sorrow and pity in her eyes. She was standing and looking at her without retracting her gaze.
she also fell in a daze after looking at the woman. But it wasn't because of her beauty but because she felt familiar it was a feeling quite obnoxious. She didn't know why? but she still asked, "who are you?" no reply, nobody replied to her. After a long moment of silence. The figure started to look vague, her vision slowly turned blur and a voice came out, " Sorry" it echoed in her ears and repeated in her head until she woke up.
she then thought' dream'. But who was that lady? and babies didn't dream about till they were three, right? I think I am really special. She smiled but it could almost be said a self-mocking smile. And it was also a smile that cannot be seen in babies not in a 1-month infant, right? Well nobody can guess what the baby is going through. And it was like that. The servants didn't notice anything amiss, they picked the baby and fed her milk. The baby was very obedient and the servants didn't have to worry at all. The baby didn't cry for long, ate whatever they fed her, and slept in time. It was rare to see such babies, the servants thought they might be lucky to be sitters of such a baby.