Cassel — POV
The way Rosalia completely lost control of her emotions…
Was it truly because I used a spatial ability?
Or because she saw the necklace?
From the look on her face, it was clear she recognized the necklace as the source of the spatial power.
But the way she cried—asking if I was really…
From her words, it sounded as though the Cassel she knew never revealed the necklace's ability, never used it, never wanted to.
So… did that mean she knew the old me? The one from my past life?
If that was the case…
I felt as if I were one breath away from uncovering the truth behind Rosalia—why she clung to me, why she seemed to know everything about me.
For a moment, it felt like I finally had the thread.
But that was all. I wasn't a god. I couldn't read minds or memories.
And this wasn't the time to dive deeper into it anyway.
When Rosalia finally calmed down, I looked into her eyes—still red, still trembling from her tears.
"Are you alright now?"
