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?"

tone that sounded sweet and intimate, which only seemed to increase my

me!" I wasn't in the mood for her silly games, so I demanded

"Since Olivia hasn't told you anything, I guess it's still not the time for

words infuriated me. The woman had been mysterious right from the beginning and testing

her attitude, I could tell she wasn't going to tell me

this? You wanted me to see this, didn't you? Are you trying to remind me of something?" The woman remained

Bile rose in my throat as I recalled the dream where I

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

words enraged me even though I couldn't

true? Does she

struggled to escape her hold. "What

loosened her grip on my shoulders and continued

a desperate

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