The room went dead silent. Within two seconds, the live stream chat absolutely exploded, messages flying across the screen at lightning speed.
A: [What? Are my eyes playing tricks on me? Why does that look exactly like Julienne?]
B: [Probably just a lookalike. There are tons of doppelgängers out there, don't overthink it.]
C: [That's her! That is Julienne!]
D: [Wait, is this a massive plot twist? The gold-digger actually sacrificed herself to help cure cancer?]
Down below the stage, Renald's eyes widened, his pupils shrinking as he stared fixedly at the face on the screen.
Those familiar features matched the bright, lively Julienne of his memories perfectly.
Yet, the lifeless, silent look in the black-and-white photograph made his chest tighten so hard he could barely breathe.
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