Like a door hinge that has never been oiled, Ava's stiff head turned towards the mirror. There, she stared at the Black Hair Ghost being embraced by a golden-haired angel.
As she had seen before, the appearance of the Black Hair Ghost was truly terrifying. Ava trembled in fear and tried to move away from the mirror, but the Black Hair Ghost did the same. She reluctantly had to admit that the Black Hair Ghost in the mirror was a reflection of herself.
Tears started streaming down her cheeks as Ava tightly embraced Kylia next to her. Sobbing, she said, "What happened to me? Why am I like this?"
"Don't you remember?" Kylia said with a puzzled expression. Of course, she wasn't genuinely confused, but she had a slight desire to toy with the emotions of the girl in her arms. Ava's small face and body truly stimulated the urge to bully her.
