Chapter 32

The cold breeze softly caressed the exposed smoothness of her bare legs, causing her to shiver involuntarily. In an attempt to find solace amidst the overwhelming turmoil of emotions, she clutched onto the shawl tightly, its fabric providing both physical and psychological comfort. Drawing in a deep breath, she sought solace in the crisp air, desperately needing a moment of respite to collect her scattered thoughts and process the series of incredulous events that had unfolded before her very eyes.

It was nothing short of a nightmare; being forcibly snatched away from the comfort of a tranquil dinner setting only to discover that her supposedly deceased sister was indeed alive and well. Such a revelation should have been cause for joy and relief, yet the amalgamation of shock, confusion, and anxiety racing through her veins rendered it an entirely unnerving experience. The weight of this newfound knowledge was bearing down upon her like an unrelenting burden, threatening to su