Hey, guys!
Here's the beginning of the new chapter. I know the text doesn't seem to be related to the art, but it'll make sense in the next part... :-)
DAY 63
"Oh, mom, coming to this clinic was, like, the best idea ever! Everything here is soo amazing!" said Brianna, smiling brightly.
"I'm glad you liked it, sweetie" Suzanne said, caressing her daughter's hair.
They were in Suzanne's room, spending the afternoon together. Suzanne was wearing a lilac silk blouse with a nice bow at the neckline, a white skirt that reached her knees, and 4-inch black mules. Brianna was dressing a low-cut white cropped top with pink lips print on it, denim shorts, and 3-inch wedges heels.
The difference between the outfits of the two women was stark, and made clear the age each of them was supposed to be. A teenage girl wouldn't be wearing Suzanne's clothes, just like an older woman wouldn't be seen using an outfit like Brianna's one. Suzanne was still having a hard time processing all this, especially due to the fact that not so long ago Brianna had been Christine Moss, her middle-aged friend and boss. No one could believe it now, of course. Brianna not only looked but also sounded and behaved like a perfect teen girl.
During a few days, Suzanne thought about talking to Brianna as if she were still Christine, just to know how she was feeling about her transformation and everything that was going on. However, she just couldn't find the right time to do so. Brianna's act was so flawless that it seemed absurd – and even a bit ridiculous – to talk to her as if she were a grown woman.
The girl was completely surrendered to her new persona, and Suzanne decided not to ruin it. In addition, there were Suzanne’s own feelings…
The love she had experienced when she had met her daughter in Mrs. Larsen's office only grew stronger in the following days. It was exactly the same love described in that diary she had read, and this fact made it even harder for Suzanne to disassociate herself from the character of that manuscript.
How could it be possible? And the worst of all was that she had no one to discuss this issue. Mrs. Larsen had made it clear that Suzanne would now be treated as if she had never been another person, and everyone at the clinic was acting according to her orders.
The only thing Suzanne could do was accept and embrace her new reality, without worrying about the new things that were happening and she was feeling.
She continued stroking Brianna's hair, leaving her mind free to roam… She really liked that. It was so nice to pamper her little girl... Yes, it didn't matter that Brianna was already seventeen – she would always be her mommy’s little girl…
"So, sweetheart, how are you feeling about the loss of your father?" Suzanne asked, before she realized what she was doing.
"Umm... I think I'm kinda okay, you know? Of course he was my dad, so at first I was sad, I mean... Totally sad! But we've never been, like, that close. I think he never liked me so much…"
"Oh, sweetie, don't say that!" Suzanne hugged Brianna tightly. "Of course your father loved you. He just wasn’t very good at showing affection."
Just then, the mother realized something. They were talking about Larry Patterson, another character in the diary, and Brianna truly seemed to consider him as her father! Suzanne shivered. Had Brianna read a diary similar to hers? What else could explain that?