Adira takes a step back, looking at her with disbelief. It's impossible. She can't be Amara. He killed her with his own hands. He stares at her, trying to find any similarity. But he can't see it.
"Oops!" Kresi pats her mouth, pretending to be sorry to him. "I said it wrong. I am not Amara. I have her soul. I don't have any memories of that life. You look like you had no idea. Is it that surprising? You did kill me when I was Amara, but you didn't destroy my soul."
But he heard that Noras destroyed Amara's soul.
The woman who was his first love and his first wife... The same woman who betrayed him and commanded him to kill her… that cruel woman has been reincarnating as his harbinger for more than ten thousand years. She carried his heart -- the same core that she used for controlling him.
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