A distinguished guest arrives at the Count’s estate.
She is just a maid, living without a name or a past, and serving quietly in the Count’s household. Following the head maid’s instructions to avoid being seen by the guest, she believes that someone as insignificant as herself would never attract the attention of a nobleman — even if she were not hiding.
However, the moment their eyes meet, the Duke says something she does not understand.
“You… you were alive?”
Startled by his strange reaction, she tries to flee, but the more she avoids him, the closer he comes.
“May I give you a name?”
“Even if it’s only for a few days, I can’t keep calling you ‘that one’ or ‘you there’.”
“Bella.”
He gives her a name.
“Isabella was my first love.”
“Then that makes you someone who has nothing to do with me.”
“You do. You resemble her.”
He is a man wandering through the past.
She is a woman who has forgotten it entirely.
What truth lies waiting at the end of her lost memories?
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