Returning to her room, Yan Cici leaned against the door and let out a long, deep breath.
Her eyes were slightly bloodshot, and she felt a stinging sensation in her nose. As if drained of all strength, she slid down along the doorframe. She sat on the floor, hugging her knees to her chest, her eyes glistening. How could she not know the things her mother had mentioned? She knew them better than anyone.
But the question remained: did she truly still have a chance?
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