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"It's you!" I roared, only for her to respond with a chuckle.

Her face was wrinkled, her teeth yellow. Her eyes glinted with hatred and a sense of twisted satisfaction.

"Yes, it's me." She touched the wrinkles on her face, her smile growing even more deranged. "Looks quite similar, right? It's all worth it after enduring so many cuts.

"All it took was changing my face, and you can't even tell us apart. You always followed me and called me 'Mom'. It's laughable! I almost couldn't stop myself from throwing up a few times.

"Guess where your mom was while you were pampering me?"

I didn't dare to think about it. Just the thought made my heart ache.

The woman gave me an answer.

"I locked her in a space only a few feet wide in the basement. She couldn't even stand up straight. She ate, drank, and relieved herself there. No one could see her; no sound could reach her!

"I told her if she dared to die, I'd poison your whole family's food with pesticide. And so, she didn't dare to die. N
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