"No, I…" Mannequin stopped, and as she took a step back, she couldn't believe what she was seeing, it was her younger self. Her innocent and loyal witch.
Ivy not only had Mannequin's face but also her speech was the same. Mannequin stared with her mouth wide open, she was utterly confused about what was happening or rather who was happening.
Questions after questions flooded her mind, she didn't recall giving birth and leaving her daughter wandering around, hell, she didn't have intimacy in her dictionary of loneliness, so who the hell was the lady in front of her who had her exact face as to when she was in her early face.
Ivy Tanner has been friends with Marina since their college life abroad, and after Ivy finished school and returned for an internship and it hadn't taken too long before they bonded, she had never met anyone who would say they were close to Marina.
