Your Guise Is Slipping, Miss Pearl

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Pearl and Damian arrived at a sanatorium in Enswood.

Nestled on the outskirts of Enswood, not too far from the city center, the sanatorium sat in a quiet spot, away from the hustle and bustle of the town.

Few folks frequented the place.

Pearl hadn't considered this location before. With Beah's serious illness, Pearl assumed she'd be in a hospital. Sanatoriums were usually for those

nearing the end of their lives, so the thought of Beah choosing this place to pass away tore at her heart.

She hurried inside, eager to see her mother, but a person at the door stopped her. "Who are you? What's your name? Can | see your ID?"

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Pearl felt a bit flustered but tried to stay composed. "My mom's in there. Can | go see her?"

"What's your mother's name?"

Pearl bit her lip, unsure if Beah might have used a different nhere. "Beah Jordan."

The receptionist checked the list and then looked grave. "Beah Jordan... She passed away yesterday."

Pearl's heart skipped a beat. "Please double-check. You must be mistaken. How could she have died?"

The receptionist responded calmly, "I get it's hard to believe, but there was a Beah Jordan here. | wouldn't make a mistake about this."

Beside her, Damian couldn't believe it either. "I saw her just two days ago. How could she be gone now?"

The receptionist frowned. "Young man, a person's lifespan is in God's hands. No one knows when it's their time. You make it sound like we're up to

something."

Damian realized that his tone had been aggressive and apologized quickly. "I'm sorry, | spoke impulsively."

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Listening to this conversation, Pearl's heartache intensified. "Where's her body then? Can | see her room?"

"Miss, we need to verify your identity first before we let you in." The receptionist hesitated. "But there's a chance. If you can prove something that

belonged to your mom, we can consider it."

Trembling, Pearl reached into her pocket and took out a heart-shaped pendant, the necklace she had carried when she had searched for her mom.

"Ah, yes. This is the necklace.” The receptionist nodded, and his expression changed. "Cwith me. I'll take you to her room."

Pearl nodded, and with Damian by her side, they followed the receptionist to Beah's room.

Inside, they found an empty, spotless room. The receptionist left after guiding them there.

Though empty now, Pearl knew with just one glance that her mother had been here.

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