Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

Chapter 225

Cameron finally found himself in front of a mysterious mirror, but the guiding voice had disappeared, leaving him alone in silence.

With a casual, almost accidental touch, Cameron illuminated the mirror. He watched, amazed, as the light scattered and reassembled, transforming the once blurry surface into a crystal-clear image. It was Rainbow Bridge.

A little Nathalie was sprinting barefoot over the cold, grimy ground, with Miranda, disheveled and wild-eyed, hot on her heels, brandishing a broomstick. "I'll teach you a lesson, you ungrateful brat! Who said you could sneak off to school? Who'll take care of me if you're off learning?"

As Nathalie dashed away, she desperately pleaded, "Mom, I promise it won't interfere with my chores. Please, let me go to school. Mr. Roberts says I have a knack for learning. Today, I even outperformed all the other students."

"Mom, if you let me go to school, I can get into college and earn a lot of money. Then, I can take care of you. Please, let me go."

Miranda, out of breath and coughing violently, pointed a finger at Nathalie, her voice seething with anger. "Run if you dare! I'll count to three, and if you're not back, don't bother calling me your mother again."

Nathalie glanced back, her face drained of color at the sight of her furious mother, and reluctantly trudged back.

showed no mercy as it struck Nathalie's

brimming, as she kept apologizing, "Mom, I'm sorry. I won't upset

out, the broom landing on Nathalie like relentless rain.

I won't go again." Nathalie sobbed,

tirade, "You were born unlucky, unlike your sister. Don't ever

lip, swallowed her sorrow and helped Miranda up. Her submissive demeanor was heart-wrenching. "Mom, let me take

at her but

help, leaning heavily on

the

I'll take care

At least you are not

a scholarly-looking man, wearing gold-rimmed glasses and exuding an air of elegance, approached Miranda and Nathalie. With urgency in his voice, he said, "Mrs. Brown, I'm Nellie's teacher.