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?"

that

I wasn't in the mood for her silly games, so

hasn't told you anything, I guess it's

infuriated me. The woman had been mysterious right from the

I could tell she wasn't going to

see this, didn't you? Are you trying to remind me of something?" The woman remained silent for a while and suddenly burst

to know? Tell me," she asked solemnly. "Is that thing on Rufus' back the blackthorns? Did you do it?" I asked. Bile rose in my throat as I recalled the dream where I saw Rufus ensnared by the blackthorns. I realized it

her sigh as she gently stroked my neck. "Don't be anxious, Sylvia. Everything will be the same as you saw. Your

though

would come true? Does

escape her hold. "What on earth do you want

my shoulders and continued to hum without

in a

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