Chapter 1957

The moment Vivian's hand touched the copper mirror, her mind was filled with vivid, modern scenes. The mountain she had climbed and the one Skylar and Joe had climbed. Just then, a shout cut through her thoughts. "Ms. Martin! Ms. Martin!" But the voices seemed to grow more distant, fading until they felt unreal. She wanted to speak, to tell them she was fine, but no words would come out. In the end, everything seemed to plunge back into darkness. When she opened her eyes again, she found Manfred sitting by her bedside. He was gently wiping her forehead with a handkerchief. She blinked, meeting his gaze—his eyes full of tenderness. Manfred's hand trembled slightly. Vivian was stunned. Then, it hit her—she remembered the copper mirror. She had passed out right after looking into it. "That copper mirror…" she murmured. Manfred quickly composed himself, his expression returning to normal. "The copper mirror is on the table. How do you feel now?" "How long was I out?" Vivian let