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Farrah struggled desperately, but her body felt as soft and powerless as cotton,pletely unable
to move.
The lightning faded, and the bedroom fell into darkness.
Only the dim light from the streemp outside cast a faint shadow of a figure by the window.
However, Farrah could still confirm that the figure was Maggic.
Her slim figure, elegant white dress, and hairstyle were exactly the same as the night of Maggie’s
ident. It left a deep impression on her.
“Y…you…” She looked at the figure in horror, her throat feeling as if it were blocked by something.
No matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t say anything.
Lightning shed again, illuminating the
Dedroom.
The figure slowly walked toward her.
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She could see the figure’s face clearly. It was indeed Maggie.
Shock and fear made her shiver and her back was soaked with cold sweat.
She didn’t know if Maggie in front of her was a human or a ghost. If she was a human, it was truly
strange. If she were a ghost, the figure felt strikingly real.
The lightning vanished again, leaving only a hazy figure in front of the bed.
Lightning shed again, and Maggie smiled gently at her, raising a hand to touch her face while
whispering something.
At the same time, Farrah wasn’t the only one who saw Maggie. Nics saw her too.
The moment the lightning shed, he saw Maggie sitting by the bed with a faint smile. Her eyes
looked hazy as she gazed at him and softly sang her favorite song from her life. “Sweet as honey,
your smile is sweet as honey, like flowers blooming in the spring breeze, blooming in the spring
breeze…”
Her gentle and melodious voice, along with the way she sang and carried herself, was exactly like
the Maggie he remembered.
He widened his eyes, staring at her in disbelief, and said in a hoarse voice, “Who… who exactly are
you?”
Maggie did not answer his question and continued to sing.
Lightning shed again and again, flickering on and off.
Her face and figure appeared and disappeared, both real and unreal, yet her gentle singing never
ceased.
Nics’s body was trembling.
He wanted to call for help and get up, but he found his body weak and powerless. His voice was so
hoarse as if he had a severe cold, that it couldn’t carry beyond his lips.
This happened to Adele as well.
Every night before going to bed, she would drink a small cup of calming drink and then drift off to
sleep.
She had been doing this for years.
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But in the early hours of the anorning, she was startled awake by the sound of wind and rain, the
knocking on the window. and the thunder. She opened her eyes in a daze and saw a figure
standing by the bed.
Even though the figure was hazy, she instinctively called out, “Miss…”
As the lightning shed, the figure became clearer, and with a gentle, familiar voice, said, “Adele, I
miss you so much…”
Tears welled up in Adele’s eyes as she choked out, “Miss, I miss you too…”
The lightning faded, and Maggie’s figure became blurry once again.
In the darkness, Adele felt a cold hand grasping hers. The figure whispered something softly,
causing tears to stream down her face.
The lightning took a long time to sh again. When it finally did, the space in front of her was empty.
The figure was gone as if she had never been there at all.
“Miss Graham, where are you…” Adele reached out her aged hands, searching in the air, hoping to
grasp the figure’s hand once more. But everywhere she looked, the figure had vanished like a
fleeting illusion.
As the daylight brightened, Farrah opened her eyes in a daze and screamed as she suddenly
remembered what happenedst night.
The servants rushed in, asking, “Ma’am, what’s wrong?”
Farrah trembled as she replied, “A ghost! I saw Maggiest night! She was just standing by the
window, smiling at me, saying something. You all need to find her! Hurry!”
She grew more and more agitated, nearly hysterical. “Someone must be ying tricks! You have to
find her! If you can’t find her, check the surveince footage! You must find her. I’m going to kill
her!”
The servants looked at each other and felt that she was going crazy again.
However, they did not dare to have any objections. They quickly split up and searched carefully in
the bedroom while watching the surveince cameras.
No matter how big the bedroom was, it was still limited in space. They searched through all the
corners where someone could hide but they found nothing, not even a suspicious footprint or
handprint.
They also watchedst night’s surveince footage.
After Farrah closed the bedroom door, there was no oneing in or out of the door or the window
until dawn.
“Impossible! That’s impossible! I saw it clearly!” Farrah screamed angrily. “That person walked from
the window to my bedside and spoke to me a lot. I could smell the fragrance of her perfume. It was
the magnolia scent she wore that night. You must be lying to me! Give me the surveince footage;
I’ll look at it myself…”
She fast–forwarded through the surveince footage fromst night and indeed found that no one
entered her bedroom through the door or window.
“How could this happen?” she screamed in despair. “That was definitely not my imagination. I really
saw it…”
The servants looked at each other.
Someone said in a low voice, “Mr. Nics said he also saw Mrs. Maggiest night, sitting by his
bedside and singing to him. But the surveince footage didn’t capture anyone entering his
bedroom. We’ve seen all the surveince fromst night, and there were no suspicious persons
anywhere in the entire house…
They believed that it was probably the anniversary of Maggie’s death that caused Nics and
Farah to have hallucinations
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and see her figure.
It’s just that they dared not say this out loud.
“What about Matthew?” Farrah said with red eyes. “He might be behind this. Where is he now?
What did he dost night?”
The servant replied, “Mr. Matthew left with a bouquet and Miss Donovan just as dawn broke. They
said they were going to visit Mrs. Maggie and then drop Miss Donovan off. The surveince footage
shows that Mr. Matthew and Miss Donovan didn’t leave their bedroom all night…”
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