The birthday party finally commenced.

I allowed the stylist to do my hair and makeup, adorning me with various accessories. I felt as if my soul had left my body, standing by and watching this farce unfold before me.

After my sister passed away, the younger sister moved in and became entangled with the brother-in-law.

Such an absurd situation would surely satisfy some people's perverse tastes.

"Ma'am, it's done."

The stylist's words brought me back from my drifting thoughts. I looked at my reflection in the mirror—a white dress with hair cascading down to my waist, appearing fragile and easily manipulated.

"I look just like..."

I murmured.

Dressed like this,...