Racheal felt like she was in a trance as she looked towards the door and saw a woman who looked exactly like her.

The same features, and a rare shade of blond hair.

The woman stopped halfway to the bed and began sobbing.

Racheal just stared, her body frozen, her brain on a sudden leave, as she watched the woman.

This was Iris, Iris Rana.

She did not seem to have aged a day.

Her face was still like the one she had in her memory from when she was a little girl.

But she ...