Chapter 121 He's Not My Brother

• Cecilia’s POV
• From the moment our hands touched, a humid mist rushed toward me, and instinctively, I closed my eyes. When I opened them again, I found myself in a completely unfamiliar place.
• I was in a luxurious bedchamber, filled with ornate decorations. The delicate curtains, embroidered with intricate patterns, swayed gently. I stood on a soft, plush woolen carpet, unsure why the girl had brought me to this place.