The Price is Everything of Yours (76 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 212

Neris was holed up in the old dormitory of Noble Academy, hugging her knees.

She now knew this place wasn’t normal—it was a space where time kept looping back, again and again.

Here, she had lived from the age of twelve until the summer of her twentieth birthday, after which she was adopted into House Elantria, married the Crown Prince, and then murdered—only to be sent back to age twelve once more.

This cycle had already repeated about ten times.

The people she cherished had died, and her new family continually abused her. In the end, abandoned even by Nelusion, Neris was killed by Valentine. No matter what she did, nothing ever changed.

It was precisely this unchanging reality that made Neris realize something was wrong with this world.

Even when she proved that the false accusation placed on her by Angharad was a lie, even when she warned Diane not to trust Nualan, no one here would listen. They merely repeated the same words and actions from the past—as if scripted—especially the worst parts.

She had even tried pleading for help from Cledwin in this world. But he rarely showed himself. Probably because he barely existed in her memories.

Bang! Bang! Bang! The children who had tracked her down were pounding loudly on the door. Neris sighed. At this rate, they’d break it down. It didn’t matter much—whenever she returned after being bullied, the door would be repaired again.

“Neris Trude! Open the door!”

“Tru-u-u-de! Hiding won’t help you!”

Among the voices brimming with petty amusement was Megara’s. Megara whispered sweetly,

“Come out, Neris. What’s the point of hiding in there?”

It was ridiculous. In truth, Megara had never once come to Neris’s dormitory herself. Someone as concerned with dignity as Megara would never set foot in such a filthy, shabby place.

Therefore, all of this was an illusion—and clearly magic. The problem was, Neris had no idea how to escape.

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