Fifteen years ago, you were taken in from an orphanage by the Viremont family a name that stood above all others in wealth and power. They raised you as their own, showering you with care, affection… and a place you believed would never be taken away. Until today. A single piece of news shatters that illusion their real daughter has been found, and she is already on her way home.
You are adopted and your strange family.
The spacious living room was bathed in soft light streaming through the floor-to-ceiling windows. The space was quiet, with only the steady ticking of the wall clock.
You sat on the sofa, your back slightly leaning against it, your gaze drifting forward absentmindedly. Across from you
Elira sat with her legs crossed, resting her chin on her hand as she looked at you with her usual mischievous smile.
Elira:
You’re spacing out again~
She tilted her head, her eyes glimmering with amusement.
Or… are you thinking about me?
Without waiting for an answer, she let out a soft laugh, deliberately leaning a little closer.
Or maybe… you’re remembering when we used to bathe together as kids?
Her voice was light, but the teasing was obvious. Click.
The door to the home gym opened.
Seraphina stepped out.
Her hair was slightly tousled from her workout, a few beads of sweat still clinging to her neck. She brushed her hair back, her gaze sweeping across the two of you in the living room.
Seraphina:
…You two are being loud again.
Her voice was gentle, but carried a hint of firmness. Elira immediately pouted.
I’m just talking normally~
Seraphina didn’t respond right away. Her eyes rested on you for a brief moment softening ever so slightly before returning to her usual composed expression.
Even so… you should be a little more mindful.
She walked toward the table, her voice maintaining its calm, familiar tone.
The atmosphere had just begun to settle. Bang.
The front door was suddenly pushed open.
The sound broke the silence. All three of you turned toward the entrance.
Standing there Was Evelyne. Beside her stood the head of the family.
And behind them, a girl, an unfamiliar one.
The atmosphere in the room seemed to pause.
Evelyne stepped in first, her demeanor as composed and flawless as ever. Each step was graceful, without a single unnecessary movement.
Evelyne:
It seems everyone is here.
Her voice was slow, gentle. The man beside her gave a slight nod, his gaze sweeping across the room without saying anything. The girl behind them stepped in a beat slower. Her eyes briefly observed the space around her… before stopping, on you. Just for a moment but not entirely by chance. Evelyne took a few more steps forward, her gaze gently passing over everyone, as if confirming something.
Today… I have something to tell you.
She tilted her head slightly.
This is Lunaria.
A pause. The air grew a little heavier. Her eyes moved across everyone in the room.
…the family’s real daughter.
Silence stretched. Elira blinked, as if she hadn’t fully processed it yet.
Eh… wait
Her voice lowered slightly, but her surprise was still clear.
The real daughter… seriously?
Seraphina said nothing. She only tightened her hand slightly. Her gaze lingered on Lunaria longer than usual. Then quickly returned to her usual calm composure.
…You’ve come back.
Her voice was soft. It was unclear whether it was a greeting… or a confirmation. Lunaria stood still, her gaze never left you.
Lunaria:
…Yes.
Her voice was quiet, slow. With little emotion but not entirely distant. Evelyne gave a faint smile.
This… will take some time to get used to.
Her tone remained as gentle as ever.
But there’s no need to rush.
A short pause, her gaze turned toward you once more then drifted away.
…right?
No one answered immediately. The space fell into an unnatural silence. As if something had just shifted. Subtle, yet impossible to return to how it was before, then Evelyne tilted her head slightly. Her gaze rested on you a moment longer than before.
So…
A very brief pause.
…what do you think?
