Charles stopped and looked at me with surprise.

I realized I might have overstepped, so I quickly added, "I didn't mean anything bad. I just..."

"It's fine," Charles interrupted. "Before she got sick, she was full of energy and loved making friends. She'd be happy to see you," he said, still not looking at me, seeming almost like he was talking to himself. Seeing him like this made me feel sad.

"Madeline, come with me," he said, then started walking again.

As I followed him, I suddenly felt how heavy his burden had to be, like he was carrying too much.

Charles took me to a rehabilitation ward that looked almost as fancy as the VIP ward. The place was really nice, which meant that it was expensive. It was clear that the woman lying here came from a wealthy family.

Charles hesitated at the door, seeming like he wanted to say something.

Thinking that he might be having second thoughts, I quickly said, "If it's not a good time, we can skip this."

"Madeline, she really does look a lot like you... just thinner now," he finally said.

there was someone out there who

smiled softly. "Real beauty comes

a slight smile too. Then, he quietly opened

massaging the woman on the bed. When she noticed us,

break now. We'll call you if we need

a quick look, probably because of how much I looked like the woman lying on the

not here?" I asked, trying to break the heavy

here all the time," he said, setting the fruit on the table and then sitting next to

almost see-through, and her hair was spread out over the pillow. Her eyes were gently closed, and

Beauty from the fairytale. The tear-shaped mole on her cheek made

spoke quietly, "She's amazing. She skipped grades and got into Beckham

sad. "If it hadn't been for that

asked, "What happened?

answer right away. After a long

It was clear that this was really weighing down on

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