As Felicity stared at her hands, she reflected on the strange sense of familiarity she felt with her new body. Though her mind remained the same, the body she now inhabited seemed to fit in a way she couldn’t quite explain. Unlike some people who feel disconnected from their bodies, Felicity felt like this new body was hers, despite the obvious differences. This discovery gave her a peculiar mix of comfort and confusion.

She got lost in thought while observing her hands, noticing how her skin was softer and her fingers smaller. The face she saw in the mirror felt unfamiliar, yet the sense of belonging was undeniable. The reality of her new existence was still shocking, but at least the body she now lived in didn’t feel entirely foreign.

Suddenly, the door opened, and the three caregivers entered, each with an expression of concern and curiosity. The eldest of them, the man with white hair, approached with an air of authority and kindness. Though his white hair was striking, his presence remained masculine and commanding, with fair skin and light blue eyes that reflected a mix of seriousness and tenderness. Despite his imposing appearance, there was a warmth in his gaze that conveyed genuine care.

The three caregivers had brought a small snack, which included an apple. Felicity eyed the fruit with interest, still struggling to adapt to her surroundings. The white-haired man, who exuded a European aura and possessed a calm presence, sat in front of her, ready to attempt communication despite the language barrier.

With gentle gestures and an encouraging smile, the man began asking basic questions using signs and simple words. First, he showed her the apple and said “apple” in his language. Then, he showed her a piece of jelly and said “jelly,” and finally, he showed her a flower and said “flower.” Each word was accompanied by gestures and expressions that helped convey the meaning.

Then, the white-haired man pointed to himself and said “Wolfgang.” Felicity, uncertain but following his lead, cautiously repeated the name. When he pointed to her, she responded with “Felicity.” Wolfgang’s reaction was one of both surprise and sadness. Though he was clearly shocked by the revelation, he also seemed relieved to see that Felicity, or Allegra as he knew her, had no intellectual impairments.

Despite his contained emotion, Wolfgang offered a sad smile and stood to comfort the dark-haired woman, who had been watching the interaction with a mix of concern and empathy. The small victory in communication gave Felicity a spark of hope and a slight sense of progress.

As time passed, Felicity continued to struggle with adapting to her surroundings. The dedication of the caregivers and their efforts to communicate, along with the symbolism of the apple and Wolfgang’s recognition, gave her a new sense of motivation. Though the path ahead remained uncertain, her determination to adapt and find a way back to her previous life stayed strong.