It hurts! Uncle, Duke
you are still my son

"Caroline, open this dear Dad. Whatever Caroline asked for. I'll do it." Said Baron Knight leaning his forehead against Caroline's door.

While Caroline rested her back behind the door, she also could not bear to know all the suffering of the previous owner of the body.

"Stay away from me, assume it never happened." Caroline leaned her head against the door.

"Can't Caroline, you're still my son. The son I once expected."

"If you were expecting it, you should have loved it even though he was not your biological child but he was born from the person you once loved, I am tired. I want a break." Caroline dropped her body in a prone position. His heart was also tired of discussing everything and dissolved in a pierced eye.

I don't think the sun has changed the moon. Caroline awoke to feel the night wind coming through her window. He looked towards the window, the wind was waving those blue-colored curtains. Caroline came down and felt the wind. The wind was cool but could not yet make his heart breathe a sigh of relief.

If it had to be like this, he did not want to know the truth.

"Miss, are you awake?" the sound of knocking on the door made Caroline walk towards him. His stomach is hungry, it needs energy.

"Kenan, Mia, take the dish and bring it in and the violin." Caroline.

Mia enters with a tray, while Kenan brings the violin that Caroline asked for and hands it over.

"You guys get out."

Kenan and Mia don't talk much, she understands, Caroline just wants to be alone.

"Miss, Baron Knight's staying here."

"Why didn't Aunt tell him to leave. He won't stay here." Caroline took a sip of the rice on her plate and chewed on the rice without looking at Kenan and Mia.

"Baron Knight pleaded with aunt Roseline, even if it was forbidden." Reply Mia.

"Miss also received an invitation from the palace to welcome the presence of the royal Prince sebrang. Maybe when Miss crossed paths in town at that time." Kenan.

Caroline has an idea, isn't this foreign world a hangul language difficult to learn. That way, he was sure his name would be fragrant.

"All right, you guys get out."

After finishing her meal, Caroline picked up the violin next to her and headed to the terrace. The wind made her long hair bob up.

The sound of the sound of the string friction makes the wind seem to follow its rhythm. That gentle rhythm made anyone would be swept into his melody.

It was as if the rhythm represented what Caroline had felt, ever since her soul had come to that foreign world. There is so much he has learned about love and love. How it feels not to be loved by the one we love. What it's like to be hated by someone who's our real father. If the heart can be changed, he wants to change it and start a new life.

Caroline opened her eyes noticing the friction. He stopped her, the servants clapped. They just found out Caroline is good at music.

"Master, is it possible that the girl who once asked on the street and played the violin is a miss." Said one of the guards beside Emi.

"True to be Caroline," Duke Elios felt confident about the rumors a few days ago. "I'm really a useless Uncle. I could have made him beg on the street."

Caroline I'm proud of you, Berlia it turns out you gave birth to a very smart daughter.

Caroline looked down, everyone gathered. Lazy to see the face that he thought was annoying he went back in. His heart was relieved to let out the clutter in his heart through music.

A few moments' lapse.

"Caroline, are you ready, baby?" the Baron Knight asked as he looked towards Duke Elios. "Dad's already prepared your dress."

The door opened, Caroline was done getting ready. Wearing a green dress, her hair was let go. "I'm ready. Come on Uncle." Caroline passed the Baron Knight just like that. While Kenan was holding a dress, he went in and put it in the closet.

"His beauty is similar to yours Berlia." The muttered Baron Knight followed the footsteps of Duke Elios and Caroline.

While on the train, Caroline just sits sweet while eating the biscuits prepared by Kenan and Mia. Sometimes he turned the biscuits around.

"Caroline, can't you forgive Baron Knight. How bad he did to you and aunt. He's still your real father."

Caroline returned the cake to her bed, "What because she was Uncle's favorite in-law. The heart can forgive, but it can't forget Uncle. Same with Uncle's treatment. Caroline won't forget it." Caroline said flat and got off the train.