Chapter 51 : Dont Trust n
My great-aunt was sitting in front of the table with an upright posture that was unbelievable for her age. She kept the rigor and stubbornness characteristic of a noble woman.
This led to the illusion that she was not much different from what I saw in the capital a few years ago, but it didnt actually take long to notice how small and fragile the old lady beca over the years.
Nevertheless, it was fortunate that I didnt feel just sad. Dressed in her dark, well-grood dress, her appearance was the sa as every mont of her that I rember, and that fact gave a warm sense of relief.
lissa Collins
My great-aunt called when she noticed the presence coming over her small glasses. With a voice that is more solemn than happy.
However, her eyes that showed her age had glead with a gentle light.
You already look like a lady.
Grandma!
My worries that the reunion after many years might be awkward disappeared like snow lting, and before I knew it, I was back as a 12-year-old girl who t my great-aunt for the first ti.
Its been a really long ti. Thank you for letting stay in the mansion..
When I hugged her thin shoulders, my great-aunt paused for a mont as if she was bewildered, and gently stroked my back with her wrinkled hands. My breath was weak from the overwhelming smile.
Youre cold.
Im sorry Im late, grandma. You must have been hungry..
Its okay. Did you forget that I dont usually eat breakfast?
I stared blankly at the mont when her grandmothers cold face changed to a soft smile. Thinking that maybe I will rember this mont for a long ti.
Shortly thereafter, a simple breakfast was served. Sitting opposite to each other at the large table, my great-aunt and I enjoyed a leisurely tea ti and talked about the past.
For example, it was like this.
You were so weird when you were young, rember?
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How much Jeremy complained that his daughter suddenly had a lot of fantasies when he left you here.
As I spread a lot of cream on the fragrant scones, I answered, pretending to be surprised.
Did my dad say that?
Of course, it is not at all surprising that my parents were deeply concerned at that ti. Because it was not long after I ca to this world.
Its just amazing to think about you chattering about Whitewood for a long ti. Later, I asked in a letter, and Jeremy said you had never been to Whitewood.
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Since then, I knew you were a special girl.
Whitewood is the na of a remote forest village at the northern end of the kingdom, and is the background for , the worlds original novel now even the content is blurry of course, that place has no relationship with lissa Collins.
Watching the sweet churned cream lt over the freshly baked scones made hungry. I took the scone to my mouth and responded innocently.
Has grandma ever been to Whitewood?
At that mont, my great-aunt suddenly stopped moving. With a puzzled look on my face, I stopped my hand and waited for her answer.
To my great-aunts response, I deeply regretted my carelessness.
I lived there all the ti until my daughter died of illness.
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Why had I completely forgotten that my grandfather took care of Whitewood during his lifeti?
I belatedly recalled the childhood mories when I heard about it from her mother and rejoiced at the thought of being connected, at least vaguely, with the original novel. Now, I started to focus on my life itself, not on the original novel, but..
Im sorry, grandma.
Theres nothing to apologize for.
A plain answer ca back. Unlike her calm expression, her eyes looked sad. she then added:
The only thing that makes sad is that my husband and Helen will not recognize as I am old. Now, the day we et is really close.
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The more we talked, the more different my aunts appearance in my mory was. I dont know if my grandmother has changed over the years or if I have.
The more we talked, the more my great-aunt looked different from the upright figure in my mory. I dont know if she has changed over the years, or if I have changed.
Unlike , who couldnt find a word to answer, my great-aunt, who was gracefully tilting the tea cup, opened her mouth as soon as she put down the cup.
I rember you talking about Rose.
Rose?
That was the na of the female protagonist in. I had even told my great-aunt the story of the protagonist.
I was neighbors with her family. Helen and I were of the sa age, so we were like friends. Its such a common na that I let it go at first, but when you recited all of her family details and characteristics.
Did I do that?
Yeah, thanks to that ti, I thought of Helen after a very long ti. Your heart for your dead daughter, who was hidden like a taboo, opened wide as you heard the story of Whitewood.
Grandmother had a sentintal face. It seems to recall a very long ti ago.
Wasnt I weird?
That was weird. I thought it was ridiculous. When asked where he heard of Whitewood and Rose, he answered that he read it from a book.
At that ti, I probably couldnt accept life here as a full reality and was confused for a long ti.
I I dont rember well, auntie.
Thats understandable.
She shrugged her shoulders.
Maybe you had a dream. Theres no way that a story that exists in reality shouldnt appear in your dream.
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Even in the eyes of an old woman who is eighty years old, life is full of unknown things.
Isnt life sothing you get to know more and more as you live?
My great-aunt smiled quietly at my devastated question.
Well, Ive lived this much, but I havent. Rather, everything feels new and unfamiliar.
Grandma.
I asked half impulsively.
What happened to Rose?
I dont know.
But what ca back was a futile answer.
After Helen died of illness at such a young age, I left as if I was running away. Now that my husband has left and I am left alone, I will never go back there. Even if I die.
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Still, shes been fine so far. Our conversation had beco a little serious. I was quietly listening to my great-aunts life.
Won are truly pitiful creatures. Dont you think so, lissa?
I was feeling an unknown sympathy even though I wasnt sure exactly what my great-aunt ant by those words.
But that wasnt the case with the following words.
Especially poor won. Inevitably, they are destined to be unhappy.
Can I ask you why? Im poor, but I dont think Im unhappy.
Reason?
At my bold question, my great-aunt raised the corners of her lips. Of course, her eyes were not smiling.
A woman always craves love, but a poor woman can never pursue love. Thats why they are bound to be unhappy.
The only way for a poor woman who is rarely allowed to work to elevate her life is through marriage. When won pursue marriage for such a reason there is usually no love in it. I knew that, too. I heard nagging from my mother about marriage because Im not a rich woman.
However, despite my young mind, I didnt want to take my great-aunts words to heart right away.
But I
Youre still young. Youll understand once you know love.
Its been a year since I ca of age too, Grandma.
When I saw my great-aunt laughing, I felt a little irritated. Childishly.
LoveSothing similar happened with two people.
Really? So, what happened to those two loves?
My great-aunt looked at as if she could see clearly. Instead of admitting, All failed, grandmother, I just bit my lips tightly. I wanted to prove sohow that the failure of love does not an failure as a poor woman.
Thats why your mother is unhappy, too.Doesnt she stare out of the window all day with blank eyes?
That
Well, its not easy to endure a harsh life.
My aunt let out a low sigh. I knew that her relationship with my mother was not very good, but my grandmothers words did not sound like criticism or ridicule. Rather
You shouldnt trust n, lissa.
However, this was a completely unexpected developnt. I put down the teacup, doubting my ears, because I didnt know I would hear this from my great-aunt.
What?
Even if you are successful as a novelist and you are lucky enough to marry the one you love, you must never believe him. They are never a race that can be satisfied with just you.
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Faith only hurts. As you know, and your mother.
My great-aunt stopped talking with a slight cough. However, despite the sudden silence, my head was noisy.
Is my mothers depression Is it not just because my father was embroiled in a scam?
Yeah, I understand that your mother doesnt like , because Ive been holding my nephews hand every mont. However.
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Its unfortunate that he joined the army, after living in such pain she urges her daughter, you, to marry as if you were to be sold.
The sound of her grandmother clicking her tongue softly was heard. I kept her mouth shut, thinking about two things.
First, I think that there are many things that I dont know at ho. My great-aunt seems to believe that I know all the stories, but it was clear that my mother and Mrs. Kerney intentionally hid the truth.
The second thought was that if I were a little younger, I wouldnt have understood what my grandmother was saying.
I know why my grandfather, who held the title of Viscount during his lifeti, had been separated from his wife for so many years.
But my parents cant have such a problem. If it wasnt for the sudden change of my fathers base, the two of them wouldnt have had to live apart.
Affair, thats nonsense.
But sohow I couldnt ask my great-aunt for details. My lips didnt move as if they were glued together.
Maybe I just dont want to face the truth.
So, even after receiving your letter, I didnt expect you to co here.
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When I woke up in the morning, I was so surprised to hear that Jeremys daughter really ca.
Suddenly, my great-aunt made a strange voice.
Okay, what did your mother say?
A faint sunlight fell on the old ladys face, where I could feel the texture of ti. I ca up with an answer without the slightest lie mixed in.
She asked to say thank you.
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