Summary
After two failed marriages and a life devoid of affection, I questioned my worth and felt discarded once again. Though the reasons varied, the outcome remained unchanged—no one truly loved me. Then came a turning point: “From now on, your name is Tilias.” “Welcome to my house, Tilly.” A kind baron took me in, offering the warmth and awkwardness of a new family. But something was unusual—I began seeing clouds, suns, and stormy shapes above people’s heads. It turned out I could read emotions, though some seemed stuck under a perpetual storm.