At first the quaking in her hand was miniscule to the point that Xin Yue thought it was only due to the chewing of her teeth on the edge of the wood.
However, as the tremble in hand quickened at a much faster pace, realization began to dawn.
Removing the item away from her teeth, the young woman ignored the thread of saliva still clinging on the side of the mirror as almond eyes peer down at the item.
It could be seen that proceeding the quiver of the reflector, a vague shadow could be detected flashing in and out of focus.
"...did …..see…"
Indistinguishable words floated into the air as the young lady leaned closer in order to hear.
"...my..."
"...m…sav…"
Just as the young woman was about to call out in reply to those indecipherable words. A strange and tense tingle pricked on the surface of her whole body. That familiar scrutinizing gaze from before has locked onto her again from somewhere behind.
"!?"
