After that, Selena Kensington was dragged back into those dreams that terrified her.
But now, the dreams.
Were things that had truly happened once before.
She returned to the moment before she died in her previous life.
She stood as a bystander.
Watching her past self, writhing in agony on the bed.
At times she couldn't help wanting to clutch at the blanket, to grab her own neck.
Even when walking, she'd feel an urge to smash things out of agitation.
Back then, Selena had isolated herself in her room for half a month already.
In this moment, Selena watched her past self calmly.
Her face was serene and indifferent.
The deep black eyes concealed all emotion.
Making it impossible to decipher her true feelings at this time.
Selena watched her past actions with her own eyes.
She saw herself endure all kinds of insane torment.
From the beginning when she could still tolerate, until her agitated mind increasingly affected her normal life.
