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?"

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

I wasn't in the mood for

guess it's still not the

had been mysterious right from the beginning and testing my

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

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

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

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

words enraged me even though I couldn't

true? Does she mean Rufus

to escape her hold. "What on earth do you

her grip on my shoulders and

quickly turned around in a

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