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The door of 202 slowly opened.

It was obviously enough to adapt to the light in the room, but the light coming from the cracks in the door was still so dazzling.

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The two people walked in cautiously, one behind the other, and while putting down the packaging bags, they began to search the room with their eyes.

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The interior of the sanatorium's room is also very beautiful, with all necessary facilities available. Warm sunlight pours in from the floor-to-ceiling windows with open curtains. It is more like a theme hotel than a ward.

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Carpets, coffee tables and sofas.

In addition to these basic furnishings, the living room also has an aquarium, building blocks, and many soft cushions spread in a place where you can bathe in sunlight.

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The bed by the window is simple, clean and tidy.

There's no one up there.

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Finally, their eyes stopped at the corner next to the floor-to-ceiling windows.

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That's Camilla.

She was wearing an ill-fitting hospital gown and curled up into a ball.

Her short, lusterless hair was hanging loose, as if it hadn't been taken care of for a long time.

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Thick dark circles were distributed around her eyes, matching her dim brown pupils, giving her a lifeless look.

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"Camilla...sister?..."

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Just silence.

She hugged her legs tightly and stared blankly at the floor.

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Erica Leslie.

The girl she had been playing with was no longer there.

Now she is just alone, hiding in a corner, escaping from the fate that has come her way.

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Reality is not a movie.

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No replay.

There is no turning point either.

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What is lost is lost.

Will never come back again.

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People who cannot accept reality.

There is no way to survive.

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Endless sorrow will tear your body apart.

Let you sink into the whirlpool of pain forever.

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Maybe……

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"Camilla."

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"I may not be able to understand how you feel about losing Erica."

Probably reacting to Servais's voice, Camilla moved a little and shrank her body tighter.

"But have you ever thought about it?"

"What kind of mood did she go to die with?"

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"Even at the last moment."

"She definitely still hopes that you can live well."

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"Ai...Lika..."

The silent Camilla finally spoke and whispered the name she had been thinking about day and night.

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"But if you torture yourself like this now, will she be happy?"

"What's the point of her sacrifice if you die too?"

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"I...miss her..."

"Why did you leave her..."

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"It's because of her trust in you that she chose to stay..."

"She wanted to say goodbye to us at the end, instead of turning into a dark spirit and being killed by us."

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"I want to save her..."

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"I want her to come back..."

At this time, Camilla murmured in an inaudible voice, as if talking to herself.

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"Do you know?"

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"I'm an orphan."

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To be continued...