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Liu Wei looked around her room, now completely silent and empty.
Her sister had returned to her own room, and there was no sign of their mother.
The little princess felt confused. Should she be angry? Or sad?
She didn't know what to feel. Anger? Sadness? Something in between?
Her life had changed overnight—completely, irreversibly.
And yet— Why was it only her?
Her life had changed dramatically, like water turning into wine, yet why were only she and Wang Zheng being singled out as wrong?
Was that something to feel guilty about? Am I suddenly a bad person?
The more she thought about it, the more she felt as if she were staring into an abyss.
She felt no pain; her body was numb and paralyzed. Her body felt… distant.
Numb.
She caught her reflection in the large mirror—her face still bore the redness left by the five-fingered scar.
The mark was still there.
Faint. But unmistakable. Five fingers.
She exhaled slowly. Why did it have to be like this?
