The scene showed the girl lying on her bed, relaxed against the soft sheets. She wore a white frock with little blue birds printed on it. In her hands, she held a thick book, reading intently while murmuring softly to herself.
She whispered, "My name is Heidi. I don't know which world this is, but it's been a week since I arrived here. The body I am in belongs to a girl named Arwa Wagner. I don't know much about Arwa Wagner, because I've only been here for a week."
She paused, looking down at the book in her hands. "In a week, I will go to the university. I just learned the name of this university for the first time. I don't know what it is like, but I'll find out when I go."
Then, almost inaudibly, she whispered, "All I know is… I must have died. After dying, I ended up in this world."
Putting the book aside, Heidi slowly turned her gaze toward the fan above. "How strange… isn't it?" she murmured, watching it spin in circles as the breeze gently brushed her face.
She closed her eyes slowly, letting the soft wind brush over her. Memories of the first few days in this world came flooding back—the confusion, the new surroundings, the unfamiliar people… everything she had experienced since arriving one week ago replayed vividly in her mind.
For a long moment, Heidi simply sat there, lost in thought, letting herself remember the whirlwind that had brought her to this strange, new life.
A week ago, Arwa lay asleep in her room, unaware of the people around her. Her mother, elegantly dressed, and her brother Leon were there, along with a man in doctor-like attire, Louis, who was explaining something to her mother. Suddenly, Arwa jolted awake, her voice cracking as she shouted, "Where am I? What's happening?!"
Everyone froze in shock. Her mother and Leon exchanged worried glances, unsure how to respond. "Arwa… what's wrong?" her mother asked, panic in her voice.
Arwa struggled to push herself up from the bed. "I want to go home! Whose hands are these on me? Let me go!" she cried. Her voice grew stronger, filled with anger and fear. "Who are you? Have you kidnapped me? I am Alexander Hohenzollern's daughter! No one is leaving until I am safe!"
Her mother gasped and suddenly fainted. Leon caught her quickly, holding her gently. "Mom! Stay with me! What's happening?" he whispered, panic-stricken.
Louis moved closer to calm the chaos, but Arwa jerked her hand away when he reached for it. "Don't touch me with your dirty hands! You kidnappers!" she yelled.
Seeing her reaction, Louis' face hardened with resolve. He gently but firmly guided Leon and their mother aside. "Come with me," he said. "I need to explain something to all of you."
Outside the dining room, her mother and Leon sat anxiously, waiting. The doctor, dressed in formal attire, spoke carefully, his expression serious.
"I think… she may have lost some of her memories," he said slowly. "There's no guarantee when—or if—they'll return. The way she's talking, it seems like a type of dream-like memory loss. In such cases, she begins to confuse herself with the person she wants to be… or the stories she's read. Perhaps she sees herself as a sad child in her dreams and doesn't want to return to reality."
Her mother's face grew pale, worry lining every feature. "Leon," she said urgently, "call your father. Tell him to come home immediately."
"Yes, Mom," Leon replied, reaching for his phone, his hands trembling slightly.
"Alright, aunty, I'll go now. I'll keep checking on Arwa," Dr. Louis said politely, giving a small nod before leaving.
Leon walked down the long corridor, his footsteps echoing softly on the polished floor.
"Man… I'm really worried about Arwa," Leon muttered, his brow furrowed. "And with dad still abroad… I don't even know when he'll be back."
Dr. Louis put a reassuring hand on Leon's shoulder. "Don't worry too much, Leon. She's strong. We just need to give her some time and care. Everything will be fine."
Leon exhaled slowly, trying to calm himself. "I hope so… she's my sister. I can't let anything happen to her."
After 1 hour
Arwa pounded on the gate with all her strength, her voice echoing through the yard. "Open the gate! Let me go!" she cried, striking it so hard it seemed like she might break it apart.
At that moment, her mother appeared, rushing forward to open the gate. Without a second thought, she swept Arwa into her arms, holding her tightly. Tears streamed down her mother's face as she whispered, "Shh… calm down, my precious girl. Everything is alright. Nothing will happen to you. I'm here… I'm right here."
For the first time in what felt like ages, Arwa felt a flicker of peace. Nestled in her mother's embrace, her frantic heart slowed, and she let herself breathe.
Her mother rocked her gently, tears wetting Arwa's hair. "We will never let anyone hurt you, my darling. I've brought you back from those wicked people," she said, glancing briefly at Leon for support.
Leon smiled softly, though the tension in his eyes remained. "Mom's right," he said quietly. "You're safe now."
Arwa sniffled, looking up at them both. "You should have told me sooner… I wouldn't have cried like that," she murmured. Then, with a small, grateful smile, she added, "Thank you… thank you so much."
Her mother and Leon exchanged a brief look, their hearts swelling with relief. Together, they stood there, the three of them reunited, feeling stronger, braver, and closer than ever.
Her mother held Arwa gently and said with a soft smile, "Come, my dear. Let me give you something to eat first. After that, you can rest for a while. Then we'll call your father, and you can go home."
Arwa nodded quietly, her eyes still glistening but calm.
Leon, watching his sister finally settle down, stepped outside the room for a moment. He leaned against the wall in the corner, wiping away the tears that had gathered in his eyes, as if trying to push his emotions aside. Once he felt composed, he quietly returned to the room.
Her mother fed Arwa slowly, with immense care, speaking softly to comfort her. After she had eaten, her mother tucked her into bed, smoothing her hair and whispering, "Rest now, my darling. Everything is alright. Sleep peacefully."
Arwa lay back, feeling the warmth and safety of her mother's presence. For the first time in what seemed like forever, she allowed herself to relax and drift into sleep.