Chen Shanyi stood by the window, gazing at the dense skyscrapers of the city. Siska's words kept echoing in her mind. She knew that the conspiracy behind all of this was far more complex than she had imagined. And she herself seemed no longer an outsider. "You were once the most important person to me, and I, too, was your deepest concern." Siska's words were like a sharp blade, stabbing into her heart. Every time she closed her eyes, the scenes from the past would quietly surface, pulling her in and making it impossible to escape. But all of that had been erased. The parts of her memory where she had once known and understood Siska had become a vague image, swallowed by smoke, growing ever more distant. Her gaze shifted to the notebook on the table. The words before her seemed to dance

