Chapter 259

"Michael, she's not Stephanie!" My last consciousness lingered on Yasmin crying out that I wasn't Stephanie. "Stephanie is already dead." I knew she was scared and panicked. However, what was she afraid of? Back then, she was so confident that Michael would marry her. Why was she crying now? … When I woke up again, everything was pure white. I found myself waking up in a strangely familiar yet unfamiliar environment. It was the Ford family's residence. I was laying in the bedroom I had lived in for many years. My vision felt numb. I tried to lift my arms, but my body wasn't fully under my control. "Stephie," a familiar voice called my name. "Ms. Larson, it's time for dinner," the family's maid, Angel, called out to me. I felt a headache coming on. As I got up, I noticed the clothes I was wearing and felt a sense of confusion. This pajama was given to me by Aunty Lois. "Ms. Larson, Mr. Lincoln is back." Angel smiled at me from outside the door. Everything felt so familiar