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?"

called my mother's name in a strange tone that sounded sweet and

mood for her silly games, so I demanded to hear the

guess it's still not the time

mysterious right from the beginning and

tell she wasn't going to tell

seen in the book. "Can you tell me about this? You wanted me to see this, didn't you? Are you trying to remind me of something?" The woman remained silent for a while and suddenly burst out laughing. "No wonder you are Olivia's

my throat as I recalled the dream

"Don't be anxious, Sylvia. Everything will be

me even though I couldn't

Does

her hold. "What

on my shoulders and continued to

a desperate attempt to

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