Chapter 292 Past Memories

“How does Callie sound?”

An elegant elderly lady held a book, her demeanor devoid of any impatience, looking just like a lady from a distinguished family.

Pointing to a line, she adjusted her reading glasses and began slowly, “The embodiment of beauty, a vision fair and bright. How about Calista? Calista, Callie, rolls off the tongue.”

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An elderly man practicing calligraphy at the side nodded. With a swift movement of his hand, he wrote the word “Calista” on the parchment paper. “Perfect! It’s decided, then!”

He beckoned at the little girl at the side, who was only about one or two years old. “Come here, honey bun. From now on, this will be your name!”

The little girl was just as adorable as a honey bun, her cute, rounded face radiating pure innocence. She walked over clumsily.

Calista had an exceptional memory from a young age. She could vividly recall events from when she was only over a year old. She even remembered the color of the clothes her grandfather wore that day. She also remembered it was a beautiful and warm morning, with lovely sunlight filtering through the maple tree forest to stream into the house’s courtyard.

the Fairchild family will treat my honey bun with the same affection as her name suggests in the future, cherishing her as his brightest

her greatest wish when she chose the name Calista.

tender childhood to adolescence and adulthood. However, the further it progressed, the more terrifying it became. When the two elderly people who cherished her dearly passed away, it was as if she was also forgotten,

until she began to feel terrified,

This isn’t my fate! Perhaps all

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more she persisted and refused to accept her fate, the crueler the world seemed

found herself in a desperate situation, she dared not give up because she knew that the moment she allowed herself to succumb to despair, it would

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that single

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inexplicably swung their gazes to Shaun because they had never seen Calista shed

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is now, she never shed a tear. So, why did she

began to entertain the idea that the experiment should not continue. Seeing her

But now that she cried, it felt as

tears were not due to pain but because she was dreaming. The movement of her eyes indicated that she was still in her dream,

dream and alter its

did I do

me. I only wasn’t willing to sacrifice myself

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