Chapter: 2539

In her dream, she found herself enveloped in a haze. She squinted, attempting to discern her surroundings, but could only make out an open space featuring a lone swing.

It seemed two children were sitting there, swinging hand in hand.

“Shelia... Human beings are born to experience hardships, right?"

The child's voice echoed in Rachel's ears, at times faint and at times distinct.

"Shelia, I really want to see what the polar Lights look like..."