When She Rose From the Ashes

Chapter 106 Facing the Mirror

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“Yvonne was still young back then. As she grew, her face began to look more natural. Even Shauna nearly forgot what she used to look like.”

Natalie had never known Yvonne carried such a past.

These days, she had often heard Yvonne talk about her sister with admiration. Natalie had met Phantom as well. That woman hardly spoke, but her hands were quick, her work efficient. Beyond that, Natalie hadn’t paid much attention.

She had always assumed Yvonne and Phantom were real sisters. Though she once wondered why they had different surnames, she hadn’t asked.

Seeing her surprise, Baron smiled faintly.

Natalie thought he looked devastatingly handsome when he smiled, especially with that tear mole at the corner of his eye. It was a charm that could seduce anyone.

Her heart clenched when she thought of her own state.

Her body covered in burn scars. Her hair and eyebrows gone. Her face pitted and uneven, with only her features intact.

Beside Baron, who looked like a being exiled from heaven, she was nothing but a demon dragged from hell.

But wasn’t that what she was?

The demon Jensen and Sharon had forced into existence,

Suddenly, she felt that compared to Yvonne, her own scars were nothing at all.

Biting her lip, she whispered, “Baron, can you get me a mirror?”

He hesitated, worry flickering in his eyes. “Why do you want a mirror?”

I look like now. And if you can… take a picture. I

were

Baron’s chest. He wanted to refuse, to promise her she would

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Facing

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Only then could she stand

but

out his phone, opened

Natalie saw her reflection, she nearly dropped

a demon had been kind. Even demons would fear

the ones who had reduced her

phone so tightly the skin

care.

burn this pain into her

a step forward, then

your own hands? If you do, I’ll stand with you.

loud, but every word landed with

Natalie’s heart trembled.

eyes, his unwavering support. For the first time, she thought maybe the

got to meet a

want to answer you, but right now… I can’t. Not until my hatred is avenged. Please don’t blame

and the children, I’ll wait. For as long

fragile smile

“Alright.”

as if she’d seen sunlight, glimpsed

the Witch Doctor might demand. But now? She wasn’t afraid of death itself–what else was

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