In Mylène's body

My body was invaded by a feeling of cottony softness and I decided to take advantage of it anyway. I had never slept in such a bed.

Then realization gripped me and I stood up abruptly...was this a dream? I don't believe it...

I jerked out of bed and took in my surroundings.

A large bedroom... Huge, one can say...

I had already felt the bed I was on was too nice. I checked and found that the mattress and the bed were comfortably surrounded by curtains in colors. I must admit, Really awful.

There were many cushions on the bed and in the bedroom, which were only decorative but also very practical.

Further, there was a large armchair next to the window. There were also some austere decorations but I could imagine it wasn't fake given the silverware.

The room was dimly lit; it looked like it was done on purpose.

A few bedside tables with drawers, and a coat rack with hooks to install behind the door.

A thick gray carpet in the middle of the room with cushions on the floor.

Blinds or thick curtains let in the lights of a bright sun beginning to illuminate the room.

Blackout curtains however filtered the light so it was dimmed although beams through the slight openings between the curtains

There was in front of me a chest of drawers, desks, cupboards, and a dressing table with a huge mirror which led me to jump from where I found myself in front of the reflection of Mylène... I was in Mylène's body? In her life...what happened? What was this story?

I'm trying to recap, I died right away from a traffic accident, I found myself in a dark and scary place, and I met a young girl with whom I found myself having a lot in common. Then the girl showed no regrets and we ended up talking over and over until I was exhausted. I just remember my eyelids getting heavy, and after.... that's all I remembered.

Have I been reincarnated in Mylène's body? It's the only plausible explanation if I look closely. But what is the reason behind it? Could I have a hard desire to live? So, if I'm in Mylène's body, the latter must necessarily be in mine, that's obvious.

I remained in my thoughts for a moment when I heard a clicking noise and turned to see a young woman in servant's clothes enter.

As if stung, Mylène's body began to react at the sight of this woman, a feeling of anguish overwhelming me without understanding the reason.

My heart was pounding and my heart rate suddenly increased, the goosebumps covering my skin. I understood… This body was scared to death of this woman.

The woman approached with mocking eyes and I, who regained my composure, straightened up and came to face the gaze of this woman.

The latter was quite a surprise, it's what I saw in her eyes but did not take into account. I waited a moment for the woman to speak and noticed a basin of water in her hands... I squinted but couldn't say anything when I saw the woman knock the basin of water on the chest and draw drops of cold water, icy pouring over Mylène's body sending me shivers.

" Here it's your bath, hurry up The duke and the young masters will soon wake up and you must not make them languish."

During the brief moment that this woman spoke, I was able to put myself at my disposal. I had scraps of Mylène's memory and realized that this servant, not far from respecting her place as the young lady of this house, addressed Mylène as she wanted. She has made Mylene suffer all kinds of abuse because she was sure that no one would ask for her statement. Not to mention the fact that she took herself for what she was not and even though she was assigned to Mylène's service, she was not doing her job properly.

Now that I looked closely, I had a musty smell wafting through my nostrils and my room was full of dust. The sheets and curtains were dark with dirt and even the dress I was wearing was disgusting. I puffed, not yet, I will be ridiculed while I have the statute and the capacity? No way, no matter how much this family ignored Mylène, that's no reason for even a vulgar servant to allow herself to talk to her as she sees fit.

" Hey, are you listening to me? Hurry up I said…"

The maid found her face in profile, a burning bite on the cheek as her eyes were wide, the realization had not yet entered her brain.

She took the time to understand before realizing that Mylène had slapped her. This miserable girl who was just born into a wealthy family dared to slap her. She got angry and wanted to scream but a second slap hit her and she had to understand that the girl had just slapped her again.

" Who do you think you are? You're just a servant in this house and you dare talk to me without any kind of respect? I notice especially that your work in my service is ridiculous, not only the furniture is dirty and my clothes are in a deplorable state... Do you think that I am the one with whom you can have fun? So I'm going to remind you of your place in this house and tell you the difference between us... you're the servant and I'm the master. So first, you're going to take this disgusting basin, go to the kitchens, warm me some water, and bring it back in a clean container. Then while I go to the table, you will please me by tidying up my room and making it clean. Have I made myself clear?"

The maid didn't answer, she gritted her teeth furiously and wanted to get rid of that brat; it was this girl who was talking to her like this, she dared.

I looked around and noticed a small stick on the floor smiling at the neglect of my room and at the fact that it was the fault of this incompetent. So, I was going to show her the consequences of her actions.

I bent down and took the stick in my hand before lifting it and slapping the maid in the face again. This caused her to find herself on the ground with a visible mark on her face indicating that she had just received a blow.

" It seems to me that I gave you an order so hurry up I'm waiting."

In front of my gaze, the maid quickly took the basin and ran out of the room... it was not the same person as the day before, it's not possible for such a change in one night.

When the maid left, I moved towards the window, deciding to become aware of my surroundings. I shifted one of the curtains and saw a large forest. There were flowers.

I took a deep breath, it was the first time I had done this, and I can tell by the temblor in my body that I had been scared all along. I faced someone and I even hit her. Frankly, if someone had told me one day that I could show so much courage, I would not have believed it myself.

I tried to gather all the information at my disposal, those that I had from Mylène and those that I have just made myself... I was in a rather distant time and was now the daughter of a duke...just that.

I smiled, I was still in the Hosten family which means that Mylène's father had not yet sold her to the old count.

It means that I still had time...

I must have arrived two years earlier but whatever, I've already decided to live only for me and my happiness so what my "father" wants, I don't care.

I felt a knock on the door and smiled realizing the maid had learned the lesson.

" Come in."

She entered with her face lowered and a basin of steaming water.

" While I'm doing my toilet, choose a garment and it had better be presentable. I warn you."

" Y... Yes my... My...lady..."

I left to wash my face with a feeling of pride in my heart, never before had I spoken so confidently and stated my opinion.... for once, it was not me who was being crushed but Well I who did, I was going too quickly get used to this life.

I got out of the shower and found that the dress was already ready and curiously it was clean, with nothing to do with what this woman served me every day.

" So you were really on purpose to make me wear such filthy clothes."

The woman froze, starting to tremble, but I overtook her, going to take the garment to change. I took off the dressing gown I was wearing and quickly found myself in my underwear, that is to say, a little dismembered and knee-length panties...I giggled.

" My lady, do you have a problem?"

" It does not concern you."

I got dressed quickly before heading to the dining room.

" My lady, your hairstyle…"

" I'll go."

Without another word, I went down the halls towards the dining room...my room was so isolated from everything that it took me more than ten minutes to finally arrive.

I heard the sounds of washing up and knew these people had started without me; each time, I smiled and opened the large dining room doors causing all movement in the room to stop.

I looked at the table and began to detail the people who were there.

First, the duke himself, who had dark hair and a severe face, then came a young man whom I recognized as the eldest son of the Hostens, Karl Von Hosten, 24, then the youngest Edward Von Hosten, 21, stepmother, Nina Von Hosten and next to her pouting at her older brothers and mother receiving sweet smiles, Gabrielle Von Hosten, 18.

Those smiles faded when they saw me and everyone went back to their places.

I knew through Mylène's memories that this family blamed her for the death of their mother who died in childbirth...ridiculous, that's why you prefer a stranger to your blood.

I smiled, if you don't love me then me too, and if you hate me, I hate you twice.

I looked down at the table and saw that my seat was next to my older brother Karl who had already scowled at me.

But they also looked surprised, indeed I had let my hair down and was wearing a clean dress which was unusual, but the worst part was that I hadn't even said hello just staring at them like animals around a table.

I walked over and sat down calmly causing my family members to writhe in anger.

" Where did your good manners go, weren't you taught to greet?"

I rolled my eyes royally ignoring my mother-in-law as I grabbed a piece of bread. Even if I greet them, nobody would respond anyway.

" Didn't you hear Mother?"

Karl spoke next to me and despite his tone, I remained calm picking up everything on the table and making a pile of food before getting up and starting the way to the doors.

" Where are you going and leaving the table without permission..."

I turned at the sound of my second brother's voice and glared at him before answering.

" I don't like to eat while feeling like I'm suffocating. So I'm going to eat where the air is more breathable."

" How dare you?"

I had already left, leaving the others dumbfounded...since when did Mylène show so much audacity? It was incomprehensible.

Gabrielle pouted, drawing everyone's attention to her.

" What is happening to my big sister this morning? She is so rude…"

" Don't worry about it my darling and don't copy her bad behavior, let's forget about this little impertinent girl, and let's eat."

" Yes, Mother.

The family continued to eat without worrying that a member was missing. Mylène was not worth it... or almost...