Chapter 145

The rain was so heavy it was nearly impossible for Tara to keep her eyes open, and the sound of the downpour grew louder in her ears. Tara's head felt heavy and swollen. Rain poured down on her, sliding through her hair and dripping steadily from the strands. She was drenched from head to toe. Forcing her eyes open, she saw a scene that felt both familiar and strange. Terence, Stella, Leah, and the others were standing at the villa's entrance. Although the rain blurred her vision, Tara could still clearly see the disdain and coldness in their eyes as they looked at her. Tara lowered her head and looked at her soaked clothes and body. Next to her right hand was a black suitcase, and just like her, it stood all alone in the rain. Conflicting memories tangled in her mind, clashing and merging until it felt like her head was about to explode. Gasping for breath under the pouring rain, she braced herself on the suitcase handle to stay upright. Tara didn't know exactly what happened.