Lana couldn't help lowering her eyes.
The more she thought about it, the more uneasy she felt.
The girl standing in front of her looked nothing like the Jenny she remembered from her past life.
The Jenny she once knew had been confident., almost frighteningly so.
She had carried a sharp edge in her personality, someone who was both revengeful and vengeful at the same time.
Her attitude had always been cocky and indifferent, as if the world itself meant very little to her.
There were even times when someone could die right in front of her, and Jenny would merely glance at the corpse with a bored expression before walking away.
But the Jenny standing before her now… This Jenny looked timid.
Her shoulders were slightly hunched, her hands clutched nervously at the edge of her sleeves, and even speaking seemed to require courage.
She looked like someone who was afraid of making even the smallest decision.
'How can this be the same person?'
Lana's brows furrowed slightly.
