Sylvia's POV:

I couldn't struggle or break free from the grip. The one behind me was clinging to me with all their weight. My skin broke into goosebumps as the person's smooth, icy skin touched mine. "Sweetheart, it's not good to run around this way."

The hoarse voice of a woman rang in my ears.

Hearing that, I broke into a cold sweat.

I clenched my fists, trying to remain calm. "Are you Noreen?"

The woman responded with maniacal laughter. She neither denied it nor gave me a direct answer.

However, I wasn't willing to give up. "Why do you have my mother's photos? And what about the pendant?"

didn't answer my question. Instead, she called my mother's name in a strange tone that sounded sweet and intimate,

you silent? Tell me!" I wasn't in the mood for her silly games, so I demanded to hear the

hasn't told you anything, I guess it's still not the time for you to hear the

words infuriated me. The woman had been mysterious

could tell

me to see this, didn't you? Are you

"Is that thing on Rufus' back the blackthorns? Did you do it?" I asked. Bile rose in my throat as I

"Don't be anxious, Sylvia. Everything will be the same as you saw. Your dream will come true. What you

words enraged me even though I couldn't

true? Does she mean Rufus

"What on

her grip on my shoulders and continued to hum without answering my

in a desperate

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