Chapter 1747

A dark green evening gown, carefully folded in a gift box, caught Maeve's eye when she went to her bedroom upstairs. She pulled the gown out and examined herself in front of the mirror. "It's just a family dinner. Why does it have to be so formal?" she muttered. Still, for Patrick's sake, Maeve decided to change into it. A little while later, she stood before the mirror, now dressed in the gown. The reflection staring back at her was as beautiful as ever. But despite it being the same face, the same body, Maeve couldn't shake the feeling that there was someone else inside her. This "other" version seemed to be trying to tell her that she had a question that could only be solved here, in this place. Maeve stepped closer to the mirror, and her fingers gently brushed the surface. In a low voice, she whispered, "I don't know who you are, but this is my home. My parents are here, and the people I love and who love me are here. "I don't like your memories, but I was raised and