The eternal loop for Ceilia finally came to an end, and as one gazes at her current state, a haunting uncertainty grips the heart – is she still among the living?
Her once vibrant eyes now hold nothing but emptiness, devoid of any flicker of light. Every movement of her body has come to a stark halt.
If not for the steady rise and fall of her chest, one would doubt if she were some ghastly spectacle, mummified in an unspeakable state of existence.
Amidst this unsettling scene, Xia Tian, with his mind wired so differently, finds a twisted sense of satisfaction in her appearance. He believes it would be a brilliant strategy to keep women in such a condition, with their lips sealed shut, solving half the troubles that come with their presence.
Ceilia's belly protruded slightly, a visible sign that she was carrying his child. The curve of her abdomen hinted at the life growing within her.
