Every noon, she leaned on Dong Jun, forgetting all the pain and worries, lost in sweet dreams.
If, if she had a mother when she was a child, perhaps, it would be like this...
The witch who had never tasted sweetness was tempted by candies and forgot everything.
So later, when she recalled it, there was always a hazy sense of unreality.
What doesn't belong to her, what she doesn't deserve to obtain—the beauty and happiness would always lead to emptiness and fear once she calmed down.
Why was she a witch? Why wasn't she a Magical Girl? Why did she meet Lord Dong Jun in this way?
All sweet dreams eventually end; a witch is still a witch, with filthy magic power flowing through every part of her body, never able to become a Magical Girl.
Zi Yuan shattered her dream.
When those emotionless eyes looked over, when the Sect Leader held the bloody head of her contact, Twin knew it was over.
She originally thought she would die there.
