Bab 193: Sisters

I looked at the woman in front of me. She was wearing the same style of clothes as me and her blue eyes were like broken glass. I thought that I would never see her again in my life. I didn't expect that after nearly a century, she would stand in front of me alive.

I always remembered her name: Evelyn.

"Hello, my sister!" The woman stood up and a faint tulip smell floated from her body.

"I don't remember you changing your name, Laila!" I deliberately dragged out the last syllable and squinted at her.

"You're still as mean as before!" Evelyn reached out and touched the corner of my clothes. A small flame immediately burned around my dress.

I didn't immediately extinguish the fire. Instead, I looked at Evelyn with a smug expression.