Chapter 125 Distorted Memories Three

Sophia POV The woman had long silver hair that seemed to float, as if there was a breeze. Her eyes, glowing like blue embers, carried a weight I had never seen before, as if she were very ancient, as if she had witnessed entire eras rise and fall. Her face was sculpted with refined features, beautiful and impenetrable, but her expression was a confusing mix of emotions: anger, sadness, shock, and some others I couldn't identify, something deep and immortal, as if her soul carried scars that time couldn't erase.