Anastasia's pov

　　My body is paralyzed in place for a few moments when I notice the presence of the young woman in the red dress. I feel my veins almost freeze, and a chilling shiver runs down my spine, raising all the hairs on my body at the mere sight of that figure. The other participants pass by, chatting immersed in their own worlds, unconcerned that I've paused for a moment. I stare at the young woman intently, both fascinated and disturbed by her presence, as she ...