-CLEIN-
It took a long time before the servants returned, so I seized the opportunity to enter the bathroom to clean myself. Glancing in the mirror, I cringed at how awful I looked. My face was smudged with dirt, my strands of hair were greasy, and my clothes were stained with filth and sweat.
My twin's refined image passed through my subconscious, and I shuddered.
Diane is sophisticated; I am not. Sweaty or not, she still looks marvelous unlike me.
We're extremely distinct.
Shaking my head, I instantly pushed my sister out of my mind and undressed. My movement was limited, and I struggled to take a shower, so I started cleansing my face and body with an unused washcloth. In a matter of seconds, I felt rejuvenated and went back to the room with only a towel wrapped around my body, o
