Chapter: 1827

Next, Alberto unmasked, revealing the scars etched on his face, staring at her with deep-set eyes.

Following that, Victor gripped her neck, teeth clenched. “How dare you, Rachel?"

The dreams wove a tapestry so vivid that reality blurred into the surreal.

Abruptly, she jolted awake, eyes wide, staring into the ceiling. Her vision struggled to shake off the lingering haze. Fatigue had led her into the arms of sleep without even letting her dim the room lights.

Glancing at her phone, Rachel discovered it was already two in the morning.