Read the following passage and questions, then choose the right answer from options, the answer should be one of A, B, C, D.

<passage>:
There was almost the litheness of youth in her movements. It was true that some of her joints seemed to have a hint of stiffness she knew it. And if some of the muscles beneath her polished skin did not respond with quite the resilience of the youth they once had, only was not clever enough to remold the outlines of a feel that sureness of power in her grasp—the certain knowledge that she, first of all people, would turn Time on itself and destroy it. She would be youthful again. She would thread through the ages to come, like a silver needle drawing a golden filament through the layer on layer of the cloth of years that would engarment her eternal youth. Ninon knew the There, on the floor beside her, was the answer she had sought so long. A postulates, meant nothing to her. The one thing that had meaning for her was that Time could be manipulated. And she would manipulate it. For from him. But he blundered on. "... or very old, no longer the Ninon I know ... oh, all right. But you know all this already. We've had space flight for years, but only rocket-powered, restricting us to our own system. Now we have a new kind of drive. Theoretically we can travel faster than light—how many times faster we don't know yet. I'll start finding out tomorrow, with the first test flight of the ship in which the new drive is installed. If it "What of you—of me—. What does this mean to us—to people?" Again the young spaceman hesitated. "We ... we don't know, yet. We think that time won't have the same meaning to everyone...." "... When you travel faster than light. Is that it?" "Well ... yes. Something like that." "And I'll be—old—or dead, when you get back? If you get back?" Two hours later a golden-voiced bell chimed, softly, musically. The lights slowly brightened to no more than the lambent glow which was all that Ninon permitted. She ran her fingers through the young spaceman's tousled hair and shook him gently. smooth lines of her body, the amazement gave way to disbelief, and he chuckled. "The way you said it, Ninon, almost had me believing you. You can't possibly be that old, or anywhere near it. You're joking." This time she could see that he believed it. The horror he felt was easy to read on his face while he struggled to speak. "Then ... God help me ... I've been making love to ... an old woman!" His voice was low, bitter, accusing. conceal the loathing she had aroused in him. "What do you want?" you have nothing to gain." Venomous with triumph, Ninon's voice was harsh even to her ears. "On the contrary, my proud and impetuous young spaceman, I have much to gain, more than you could ever understand. When it was announced that you were affects the success of the flight." The young spaceman's face was white and stricken as he stared for long moments, wordless, at Ninon. Then in defeated tones he said, "You through the door and hurried him along the hall and out into the street where his car waited. wouldn't it run backwards?" The answer was curtly cautious. "It might appear to." "Then if people travel at the speed of light they won't get any older?" Robert flicked a curious glance at her. "If you could watch them from Earth they appear not to. But it's a matter of relativity...." Ninon rushed on. She had studied that book carefully. "And if people travel faster than light, a lot faster, they'll grow younger, won't they?" parking the car at the spaceport, then went on: "You want to go back in the past thirty years, and be a girl again. While I grow younger, too, into a boy, then a child, a baby, at last nothing...." her muscles and joints again. No more diets. No more transfusions. No more transplantations. No more the bio-knife. She could smile again, or frown again. And after a few years she could make the trip again ... and again.... The space ship stood on fiery tiptoes and leaped from Earth, high into "Is that as fast as the speed of light?" "Hardly, Madame," he said, with a condescending chuckle. "Then make it go faster!" she screamed. "And faster and faster—hurry! What are we waiting for?" The young spaceman swivelled about in his seat. He looked haggard and drawn from the strain of the long acceleration. Despite herself, Ninon could feel the sagging in her own face plotted in advance all operations are plotted. There is nothing we can speed of light." "Make it go faster!" she cried. "Faster! Faster!" She looked out the ports again of space. She shuddered, and knew without asking that these were stars dropping behind at a rate greater than light speed. stronger that strength was flowing back into her muscles and bones. "Nearly twice light speed." "Faster!" she cried. "We must go much faster! I must be young again. Youthful, and gay, and alive and happy.... Tell me, Robert, do you feel younger yet?" He did not answer. Ninon lay in the acceleration sling, gaining strength, and—she knew—youth. Her lost youth, coming back, to be spent all over again. How wonderful! No woman in all of time and history had ever done it. She would be immortal now, Robert?" He answered without turning. "Yes. Many times the speed of light." "I knew it ... I knew it! Already I feel much younger. Don't you feel it too?" , she told herself. After all, no other woman, ever, had gone back through the years to be young again.... Long hours she rested in the sling, gaining more strength for the day when they would land back on Earth and she could step out in all the springy vitality of a girl of twenty. And then as she watched through the ingenious ports she saw the stars of the far galaxies beginning to wheel about through space, and she knew that the ship had reached the halfway point and was turning to speed back through space to Earth, uncounted light-years behind them—or before them. And she would still continue to grow younger and younger.... She gazed at the slightly-blurred figure of the young spaceman on the far side of the compartment, focussing her eyes with effort. "You are looking much younger, Robert," she said. "Yes, I think you are becoming of your fifty-two!" of her face in the rubbed spot. Yes, unquestionably she was younger, more beautiful. Unquestionably Time was being kind to her, giving her back her youth. She was not sorry that She said, "I wonder, Robin, what it would be like to travel through far space on such a ship as that." He squeezed her hand and said, "We'll find out, Nina. Space travel will come, in our time, they've always said—and there is the proof of it." The girl rested her head against the young man's shoulder. "You'll be one of the first, won't you, Robin? And you'll take me with you?" He slipped an arm around her. "Of course. You know, Nina, our scientists say that if one could travel faster than the speed of light one could live in reverse. So when we get old we'll go out in space, very, very fast, and we'll grow young again, together!" Then a shout went up from the two men who had gone up the ramp into the alive on the ship," they cried. "Only an old, withered, white-haired lady, lying dead ... and alone. She must have fared long and far to have lived so long, to be so old in death. Space travel must be pleasant, indeed. It made her very happy, very, very happy—for there is a smile on her face."

<question>:
Of the following options, what best summarizes this story?

<options>:
A A woman attempts to hijack the flight of an astronaut she's in love with so they can both stay young and beautiful together forever.
B A vain woman has a tough time accepting the natural aging process but eventually succeeds.
C A woman has a plan to reverse her aging process and the reader sees her follow through with it.
D A woman tries to benevolently prove that people can become younger through space travel.

<answer>:

C