65
Sacrifice
We are all made up of strings. We intertwine, we extend, we bind, and we break.
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SOLARIS, the circle of pursuit—the light against the voracious darkness, that of which plunges the soul of greed. It did not take me long to realize what he meant. In fact, I just knew from the start that I am not the actual elephant in the room.
The way that the master of the house spoke and stared at Mr. Yuan is enough for me to form deductions. It seems like they are indeed unrelated to my mother by blood, because if they are so, they would have been more occupied with the idea that Sherlane Heng had a living child.
I breathed as freely as I could and silently watched the scene unfurl.
I could feel the tension build around Mr. Yuan, despite hanging his head low, as he was sendin
