Rose did not speak for a long time...

Starting from her life experience, the mysterious car accident, secrets in the attic... She had no idea where to begin...

"Josephine, I'm not Rose Loyle!" Consequently, she struggled to share the secrets that she had kept for so many years. Josephine looked at her in surprise. "What do you mean?"

"You're not Rose Loyle? Then who are you?"

Rose hesitated for a moment. Then, she continued with great difficulty, "I'm Angeline Severe."

Josephine's pupils dilated in shock. "What did you just say?" She was somewhat in disbelief.

She scanned Rose from top to bottom several times before asking curiously, "But you're obviously Rose Loyle?"

Rose shook her head. "I'm in Rose Loyle's body, but it's Angeline Severe's soul."

"Huh? Josephine exclaimed aloud.

surgery?" Josephine could not think of

shook her head again and

a car accident and became Rose

mouth widened slightly as she dumbly looked at

"Your... Your soul transmigrated?"

Rose nodded.

I thought such things would only appear

a while and thought it was absurd. "It's just utterly unlikely. What evidence do you have to prove

identity to her father. However, that was because there was something telepathic between a father and a daughter. Plus, a shared childhood memory was something unique, so she

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not wait for her to prove the horrifying ordeal. Hence, she took the initiative

her beautiful eyes were covered with a layer of miserable sadness. "I remember that I was ten years

She was getting stirred up. "What

to send me away!" Rose seemed to have woken up a little.

first

was not someone he

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