Chapter 103

Curse

(Dandeline's POV)

5 years passed and I stayed at 23. It's twilight at this hour in this world, 3 pm. I was sitting on the mattress on the floor of a quiet room to perform an enchantment; I closed my eyes, opened an enchast in front of my face, and opened my eyes again in a different body.

I looked around the house—the home where I was supposed to be. What fascinated me was the paintings on the walls, stairs, and foot sketches on the floor that were unfamiliar compared to my last visit.

I jumped down to the floor to visit my twins sleeping tightly on their bed. I stared at their peaceful faces, I reached for their hair to feel them, and my eyes went teary all the time I thought about my boundaries. Hessuel wasn't spotted on his bed. I walked back to the dining table to look around for him. The door opened and here he is with a teacup on hand. Locking my gaze at him,  I'm consistently impressed with the figure of his body.

He's 27 now. Adulthoo