I Won't Give Up

It was a lovely summer day at the Estate of the Whiteheart family. The cloudless sky held a soft blue glow, and the golden sun radiated down on the mansion. Outside, there was a sweet fragrance of freshly cut grass, and the birds chattered in the trees.

In the garden, a young girl could be seen. She wasn't a child anymore, but her face still had the exuberance of youth, retaining some childish features. Her golden eyes shined as a puff of wind swept through her platinum hair. That's me, though.

A dozen years have passed, and I am now fourteen years old. I'm almost as old as the time I died on Earth. If we consider both my lives, mentally speaking, I should be thirt-… Ahem… Let's not say this out loud.

After my little clash with my aunt, my life here at the Whiteheart mansion changed for the best.

First of all, I am now technically a member of the family. It's only official though, since whenever I'm in public, I'm not allowed to use the family name. The reason for my sudden recognition as a fully-fledged member of the Whiteheart family is because of my mother. To be precise, it's because she was blessed. Since we both received the blessing of a god, people assumed that there was something special in our lineage. So, disregarding the fact that I'm a half, the family decided it was in their best interest to have me with them.

Secondly, Aunt Nora is no longer a problem. Actually, she became quite an obedient child! She's still the same impulsive woman who likes to bully her servants – old habits die hard – but at least whenever I'm here, she behaves. In my presence, she never dares to do anything and becomes pretty docile. She also avoids me, mother, and brother as much as possible. Well, she keeps her promise. It's good.

However, while Aunt Nora started to behave, Yao, on the other hand, started to become a trouble. He noticed the weird changes in his mistress' behavior and started to suspect me or mother to have something to do with it, which is not wrong. Now that I'm a Whiteheart, he can't do anything against me or mother, but he doesn't hide his dissatisfaction, and occasionally, he would secretly stalk me. Sigh… Not exactly my ideal of being pursued by a man…

Uncle Jack is… Well… it's Uncle Jack. Even as a fully-fledged member of the family, my relationship with him is non-existent. At least, he speaks to me now – sometimes.

The servants? They love me. At first, because of the racial prejudices, they avoided me, but eventually, I grew on them. I must say that only good things happened since I arrived: the heir is back, someone got blessed, and Lady Nora is now much calmer. So the rumor going on about halves bringing bad luck soon disappeared. Besides, no one can resist my cuteness~! This became even truer over time, as my already too-perfect face became even more inhuman as I grew up. Yep, definitely a goddess' face.

The fact that my hair is now back to its original color didn't help in making me look normal. Since there was no point in hiding it anymore, mother stopped dyeing it. So now, my hair is back to platinum blond while mother's is sky blue again.

Additionally, I am not restricted anymore, and I'm allowed to go outside. But I'm still strongly supervised.

So, basically, over the years, I became a popular young mistress from a noble household. Not bad, right? Still, there is just a little problem. I have absolutely no friends.

My long-awaited school life never came. Unwilling to let me attend a school, my uncle hired tutors for me instead. And since I'm a ghost member of the family, I don't attend any parties. In the end, I never really had the chance to meet other people my age.

…This is terrible. I did not sign up for this. I didn't reincarnate to become a loner again.

In order to fix this, since I wasn't restricted anymore, I went outside a lot. I was hoping to randomly meet someone and befriend them. You know, like bumping into some handsome guy or having eye contact with some cute lady. It happens all the time in the novel, so why not? Unfortunately, life is much crueler than that.

Nobles didn't have a good reputation. Because of a couple of spoiled and rotten nobles – like my aunt – nobility was labeled as haughty and conceited. Most people avoided them. Whenever I went outside, I was always accompanied by one or two attendants, so it was obvious that I belonged to some noble household. Moreover, my inhuman appearance and my golden eyes didn't help as people would get intimidated and never approach me.

Poor me… Loner forever… Still, I won't give up.