Victoria was looking at Matilda Murphy.
Listening to her talk, it was as if there really was another girl in the world who was so similar to her.
Similar looks, expressions, and bloodline.
She looked at Matilda Murphy, who was also staring at her.
Victoria distinctly saw something flowing in her eyes.
She watched her shake her head, "But I had no choice," she gently caressed Victoria's cheek, "I'm sorry, I had no choice. Because I can't live without her."
Victoria wanted to say something, but she did not know what to say.
There seemed to be a noise coming from downstairs.
Matilda Murphy glanced back.
"They're here. We should go downstairs." After saying this, she grabbed Victoria and pulled her downstairs.
All the curtains downstairs had been pulled open.
The interior layout was clearly visible.
Colorful tropical fish were leisurely swimming in an aquarium embedded in one wall of the living room.
