The Truth

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Without the crowd present, everyone could clearly see that Noelle wasn't just making things up, and the woman really was pale as paper. But what no one seemed to get was… why?

These two should never have met before in their lives, so why was it that Narcissa seemed so scared of the younger girl?

But of course, even if no one else had noticed, how could the woman herself not recognize her own daughter's face?

It was like she was looking at herself in a mirror thirty years back. Except… whether it was in terms of their aura or vitality, Narcissa realized that her past self couldn't even hold a candle to the girl in front of her.

'N-No wait, I could be wrong. J-Just because she looks like that doesn't mean this girl has to be HER. After all, t-their ages don't match, do they?!'