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The painting depicted not a stranger but a woman.

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The woman’s eyes were covered with thick white bandages, and her face was crisscrossed with numerous scars, grotesque and terrifying.

Even though Maggie had never seen herself disfigured and blinded in her past life, at this moment, she could recognise that the person in the painting was her.

Not only did the gouged–out eyes and destroyed face resemble hers, but so did the face itself.

Maggie’s throat tightened, and her heart raced.

Was this from Timmothy?

Or did someone else slip it in?

No, it must be from Timmothy. When he mentioned that so–called friend, Maggie always found it odd and suspicious.

But she never imagined that Timmothy would have someone deliver it to her and then act like nothing happened.

Maggie pushed aside her growing unease and picked up the painting, taking a closer look.

The scars on the woman’s face were like a roadmap of pain, and only those who had lived through such agony would recognise each one’s precise location.

Many times later, her fingertips traced over those scars.

Now, looking at the woman’s face in the painting, Maggie couldn’t help but notice the uncanny resemblance to her past scars.

Timmothy had seen me before.

Wait, had he… also been reborn?

How could that even be possible?

If he didn’t have memories from his past life, how could all of this make sense?

At that moment, Maggie couldn’t shake off the feeling of unease.

meant not only her but also Nathael could

always at odds, engaging in both open and covert struggles for a long time.

came out

remembered things from before? If he knew what happened, he’d have an

self for not knowing more. Despite her reincarnation, she knew

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wasn’t aware of the specifics of the conflict between Timmothy and Nathael, nor did she know the risks Nathael faced each time or which encounters were life–threatening showdowns between

scary part, what was truly frightening was that Timmothy seemed to have all the answers.

deep thought for

experienced a rebirth like hers, and that person would be so close to her.

unease in

few minutes later, she

sounding somewhat puzzled. “Is

you want?” Maggie’s tone was frosty,

their motives.

Timmothy seek by deliberately getting close to her and presenting her with this painting?

her coldness. He smiled

spit it out, what do you want?” Maggie pressed, her

you mad? I figured you’d be curious to see your old self,” Timmothy remarked, twirling a pair of walnuts

couldn’t deny that the painting

in the painting had her eyes bandaged and her face marked with scars, she exuded a serene demeanour.

breeze, emitting a fragile yet captivating beauty that tugged at

confirmed Maggie’s

while his striking eyes reflected a hint of dark green in the

she said in a low voice, “Time and

stared at the painting in her hand for a while. Then, she grabbed a lighter, headed to the bathroom, lit it

consuming the painting entirely.

let go of it, watching the black ashes fall, then

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in the afternoon,

sweatshirt and sat by the window, bathed in sunlight, which almost made his pale face look

had that gentle and harmless appearance, carrying a youthful

knew Timmothy was far from innocent.

and being quite sensitive to people’s vibes, she found

hiding his true intentions or perhaps his deep cunning.

his book and said, “I thought

me.”