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.

forgotten that there was someone out there who looked just like

comes from within, not just

slight smile too. Then, he quietly opened the

saw a caregiver in a blue uniform, gently massaging the woman

call you if we need anything,"

before giving me a quick look, probably because of how much I looked like

care of her when you're not

here all the time," he

her hair was spread out over the pillow. Her eyes were gently closed, and her lips were slightly open. She

fairytale. The tear-shaped mole on her cheek

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

hadn't been for that accident, she'd probably be the youngest professor by

asked, "What happened?

a long pause,

that this was

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