Seeing her, Miranda broke into a smile. "Of course."

Miranda's gaze shifted past the girl standing in front of her, landing on Wendy who was accompanying her.

From a distance, Wendy waved cheerfully, clearly understanding that Sunny

wanted to have a private chat, so she stayed back.

Miranda and Sunny found a nearby park to sit in, where kids occasionally dashed around, some even running up just to get a better look at them.

"Wow, you're so pretty," they would say, before scurrying off, bashfully.

"I don't think I've ever told you my story," Sunny began softly. "I did write about it once, but that was more about their story than mine."

Miranda was there to listen. She knew Sunny had a strong need to talk, to unburden herself. As for why she specifically sought out Miranda – perhaps it was because Miranda had helped her achieve her own form of justice.

I first saw you after waking up, I knew you were someone trustworthy. I'm so grateful to you for pulling me out

was clear in her eyes as she looked at Miranda. Seeing Sunny

curious about Dorian's feelings for Sunny,

all this, she knew the real trigger for Dorian was witnessing Sunny's manic state and hearing about her ordeal

for Dorian to be so deeply affected, his feelings for Sunny had to

that day when she deliberately mentioned Sunny in front of Dorian, which

diagnose physical ailments, but she was just as

emitted a different kind of energy, a distinct mental state that set them apart from the rest. And with

at the mere mention of Sunny's

back then. But if I had another chance, I wouldn't choose him again," Sunny continued, her voice firm and her eyes filled with disdain. "He and Arabella, they deserve to rot in

Miranda quietly listened as Sunny unfolded her

-Sunny's Story Line-

is Sunny. In my memories, the only person in

took care of me, while

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