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Estelle's plan to find her sisters had, unfortunately, not gone well. Her maid, Edith, had caught the unprepared Kaides as she had wheeled into the estate. Edith was of the hardworking and orthodox sort. She was aghast to see Estelle in such a state. Immediately and despite Estelle's protests, her chair was commandeered from behind and she was nearly thrown into the bath.

After the brutal scrub-down she endured, Estelle was dressed in an outfit that was put aside for the orientation. A belted pair of pants, a laced shirt, a corset (which in her current state, she would have preferred to go without), and an ornate jacket. While she didn't care for being so dressed up, Estelle knew that trying to fight Edith on this matter would take more time than just putting the outfit on.

And so she was ready for the day--but more apparently, the breakfast with her family that Edith had informed her about. There, she could see her sisters, mother, and family.

...

Ophelia's question was answered soon after she asked. Soon after her sisters and mother arrived, Edith had wheeled Estelle into the room before immediately leaving. Estelle could only turn back and offer a look that screamed "don't leave me here like this".

As much as she was willing to cradle her sisters in the end and as much as she wanted to leap into them for a hug when she had awoken, Estelle didn't know what to do now that she was face-to-face with everyone. It was a mixture of shame, anxiety, excitement, and longing. In truth, she practically hadn't spoke to her sisters in 10 years. Without desperation pushing her, it felt like she faced an insurmountable wall.

[color=b8ffd2]"H-hello."[/color] Estelle said meekly. Estelle's eyes welled, but she closed her eyes before they could tell. All she could offer was a nervous--but joyful--smile.

Estelle paused as she heard a whimper from across the room. It was Sherry? And she was crying? It was certainly strange, unless...

Estelle gave a nod to her sisters. Their hug would have to wait, even if for a moment. With some effort, she wheeled herself across the room to where Sherry and the chef were waiting. Without so much as a word, Estelle leaned over and pulled the panicked Sherry into her chest for a tight hug.