I was well aware of what Agnes had left unsaid. Lyra was currently basking in Rowan's favoritism, just as I did in my past life. She looked glamorous and enviable, but she was nothing more than a caged canary. Meanwhile, here I was, washing herbs with jagged thorns until my hands were bloodied and raw.Once, catching sight of the bloody tint in the basin where I was washing the medicinal herbs, Cyrus fell silent for a moment before inquiring, "Do you want to take a break?"I shook my head. "No, thank you," I responded.I truly meant it. Even though it was exhausting, it was worth it. Adrian might have been quiet and cold, but he never stopped me from doing what I wanted. To my surprise, during dinner that day, I stared at Adrian's Ivy League graduation certificate for a long time. The very next day, Adrian had Cyrus come and ask me whether I still wanted to pursue my education. I stiffened. I recalled how, in my previous life, whenever I wanted to study, Rowan would always sco
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