CHAPTER 147: WHITE BUTTERFLY

Alice had woken up from another memory. She woke up in tears and with messed up emotions. It was the same scene repeated over and over again.

Two children were dead on the cold ground. She went towards them, crying and losing her mind. Alice had already lost count of how many times she had seen that memory.

"Should I ask him about that?" Alice was desperate to know what the story was behind that life. She hadn’t sympathized with any of her past lives as much as this did, but it was the least she understood and knew. It took her a moment to discern which was which in the recent memories that she remembered. It was all jumbled up, but she eventually figured out that it was three different lives she had been dreaming about lately. Two of them were full of memories, and the other one was just a single scene that kept repeating. She doesn't even know what the woman's name was.

"What am I thinking?" She shook her head and scolded herself. She’s been awfully lenient with Elijah lately. Nev