Watching Lin Yue head toward the bathroom, Chen Xi deliberately drew out her words.
"Going to shower again? Didn't you just wash up when we changed shifts? Careful, or you'll scrub your skin right off."
"None of your business!" Lin Yue shot her a fierce, feigned glare over her shoulder, then slammed the bathroom door shut.
"Fine, fine. I won't meddle."
Chen Xi's helpless voice echoed through the bedroom. The smile on Lin Yue's face fell as soon as she stepped into the bathroom.
A faint chill in her eyes, she stared straight at herself in the mirror.
In the reflection, the blonde girl's eyelids already drooped with weariness.
Lin Yue turned on the faucet. Water flowed freely as she leaned against the marble sink, her head bowed in a daze.
"Doomsday..."
Chen Xi would die.
Her hollow eyes studied the lovely reflection on the water's surface.
It was hard to imagine just how many times Chen Xi had despaired along the way with her, without Regression.
"If only I were a little stronger..."
Would things have turned out differently?
"They would have."
A voice, cold yet achingly familiar, suddenly sounded beside her.
Lin Yue abruptly looked up at the mirror.
A blonde girl in a pale black evening dress stood there, silently watching her. She wore black lace-trimmed gloves.
A pure white veil rested atop the blonde girl's head, stirring without a breeze and swaying around the ends of her hair.
For some reason, seeing a figure identical to herself made Lin Yue feel calm instead.
"You're..." She turned around.
Before she could finish, shadowy tendrils stretched out from the other girl and gently covered her mouth.
"Shh. Don't let Chen Xi hear." A smile touched the corners of her eyes.
Lin Yue tried to speak again, but suddenly