A faint crease formed between Ivy's brows. "Who told you that?"
Susan replied quickly, almost eagerly, "Aren't you searching for a woman with a plum-shaped mark?"
She took a small breath. "I have one."
For a moment... Ivy froze.
Her mind went blank, as if her thoughts had been violently cut off. "What…?"
Her voice trembled slightly. "Susan… show me your back."
Susan nodded without hesitation. Slowly, she lifted her shirt, exposing her shoulder.
The air felt still. And then... Ivy saw it.
A plum-shaped mark, resting just behind her shoulder.
Her pupils shrank. 'It's… her …'
All this time, the woman she had been desperately searching for...was right in front of her.
In her previous life, this woman had been extraordinary. She had the ability to grow plants at an unbelievable rate, turning barren land into thriving greenery.
Right now, Ivy didn't urgently need vegetables… But she needed something else.
Greenery. Life.
