Sairenne’s Point of View 
What is a pair of round glasses doing inside Celestia’s closet?
More importantly—they look exactly like mine.
Was she angry at me because she envied the things I had?
But she’s Celestia. She would never like the style of someone like me. Which means she must have been seething with irritation every time she looked at me.
I just hope she never took it out on Ruxe.
I was about to close the small compartment when something caught my eye—
an envelope tied neatly with a ribbon, standing upright at the corner.
Would it be an invasion of privacy if I opened it?
Instead of ignoring it, I gently picked it up and broke the seal. Inside was a folded white sheet of paper. Without hesitation, I took it out and unfolded it.
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To Sairenne Gomery,
Hi, nerdie newbie!
You know, I was really surprised lately. You got the highest scores—and you even have friends now. I envy those who get close to you, because I want to be your friend too!
In fact, I bought two eyeglasses for us. That way, we can have matching glasses, right? Though I don’t know your eye grade, so if you can’t wear them, just display them at your entrance so you’ll remember me—my name, and my beauty.
I am Celestia, after all.
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That arrogant witch…
Then why didn’t she give me this letter?
Why hide the glasses?
I let out a deep breath. Glancing toward the door, I folded the letter carefully, slipped it back into the envelope, and placed it exactly where I found it.
“She must have been afraid of her mom,” I murmured.
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“I never thought you’d accept our invitation, Celestia,” Sasha said, one of Celeste’s friends’ daughters—and our classmate. She folded her arms, her small leather sling bag hanging from her shoulder. “You’re always busy with things your mother doesn’t even know about.”
I smiled at her, hugging myself against the cold air-conditioning.
“Well, when you’re a top student, sometimes you feel like rebelling—doing things your parents don’t expect.”
“I totally get that,” Lithia chimed in. “In our school, Mom wanted me to collect every award possible, so my only partners were books.”
I used to think all they cared about was looking pretty. Turns out they’re competitive academically, too. If Lithia studied at our school, the academic rivalry would’ve been brutal.
I held onto the coat I was wearing. It’s different from Celestia’s usual style. I wonder what her reaction would be if I completely changed her wardrobe.
Sasha cleared her throat. “So… are you still competing with the nerd, Celestia?”
“Yeah,” Lithia added. “Someone from a lower status took your place as top student. You must be frustrated.”
I glanced at both of them and shook my head before letting out a small laugh.
No matter whose body I’m in, I can do what I’ve always done.
I can reclaim the top rank—even as Celestia.
It feels like helping the enemy, but I need her mother’s favor.
“Well, think of it as part of my rebellion against Mom,” I said as I picked up another coat. “This coming examinations, I’ll make sure to take back that rank.”
Celestia’s mom gave me her card and told me to choose the best clothes available. If it were up to me, I’d save the money—but I don’t have that luxury.
“By the way,” Lithia said, “you rejected Vrent de Villa? I rejected him too. His sister badly wants him to marry someone from an influential family.”
“Oh, the de Villas rely on who they marry,” Sasha scoffed. “Unlike the Oliverez family—they stand on their own. My mom says Xavier is the most ideal husband.”
I smiled at that.
While Celeste belittles Xavier because of his background, other families admire him. They’re probably finding ways to get closer to the Oliverez family—behind her back.
“Xavier—I mean… Sivy—is really different from Vrent,” I said. “And did you know that Revecca de Villa’s husband already has a wife and children?”
“Really?” Lithia asked, raising an eyebrow. “How did you find that out?”
“From a trusted source,” I replied, glancing toward the mall entrance.
And right on cue—I saw them.
My blood boiled as I spotted Father smiling brightly beside that homewrecker. I won’t let them smile like that.
This is only the beginning.
Instead of rushing over and screaming the truth in the middle of the mall, I offered a small, controlled smile.
“And speaking of… they’re here too.”
Both girls looked in that direction and stopped browsing.
“What a coincidence,” Sasha muttered.
“They look happy,” Lithia said. “I bet the family the man left behind is suffering. Is he a gold digger?”
Father worked at the de Villa company and held a high position. He earned well, saved well. Then one day, his boss—Revecca’s father—made him an offer out of the blue.
I don’t know if he ever truly loved Mama. But they had two children together.
If you think about it… he does look like a gold digger.
“I don’t know,” I said quietly. “Maybe. Or maybe he never loved his first family at all.”
That’s why he abandoned us so easily.
Whatever his reasons were, they will never justify what he did. Because of him, Mama was injured. Ruxe couldn’t continue school. I nearly died from exhaustion.
He humiliated me at Revecca’s party—forced me to kneel in front of their guests. I was desperate back then.
“But the de Villas won’t marry someone who can’t continue their legacy,” Sasha said. “Like I mentioned earlier. That man must have contributed a lot to their company. I doubt he’s just a gold digger.”
I said nothing.
Because whether he was a gold digger or not—
he was still a man who destroyed a family.