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.

you have plastic surgery?" Josephine could not think of any other reasons

shook her head again

up from a car accident and

widened slightly as she dumbly looked

"Your... Your soul transmigrated?"

Rose nodded.

unbelievable. I thought such things would

and thought it was absurd. "It's just utterly unlikely. What evidence

was something telepathic between a father and a daughter. Plus, a shared childhood memory was

them had nothing they shared. No matter how eloquently she spoke, Josephine would have no reason to believe her. sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNøvel.ɴᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters

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

that I was ten years old, and it was the Grand Old Master Ares' birthday. I broke into your

widely in astonishment. She

was cold toward me and used some Legos to send me away!" Rose seemed to have woken up

the first time she

was not someone he loved at first

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