Anna looked into Charles's resolute eyes for a few seconds and let out a deep sigh. "Yes, your memory was modified, but I also don't know what exactly happened before."
Charles's pupils contracted slightly. "The memory wasn't modified by you? How do you not know? Could there be something else that modified my memory?"
"Yes, I modified them indeed, but I also deleted my own memories very cleanly, without leaving any traces."
Anna's soft fingers reached out, pressed against her lips, stopping Charles from asking further. "The past me left some explanations to prevent us from investigating further. You will understand after you watch them."
A seam split open along her pale neck, and Charles's familiar smartphone extended from it.
Anna quickly tapped on the keys with her fingers painted in red nail polish, and a video played in front of Charles.
Inside the video, Charles and Anna looked extremely haggard and their expressions were very serious and unappealing.
