Chapter 88
Despite Selina's determination, her mind failed to pinpoint the exact cause of the problem.
It wasn’t as if some grand, malevolent force was interfering with her thoughts. No, it was simply that the reason was so insignificant that she couldn’t remember it.
Something akin to the butterfly effect.
Just as a butterfly’s small flutter could summon a typhoon, some minor, seemingly trivial change had triggered this catastrophe.
But how could she possibly figure out which flap of the wings had caused the storm?
Still, Selina kept trying.
She spent an entire day staring at Ian, a character who hadn’t appeared in the original story. (Eventually, Ian had hunched his shoulders and asked, Did I do something wrong? before she finally let him go.)
On another occasion, she had cornered Aiden, demanding to know if there was a magic spell that could improve memory.
She had filled an entire notebook, rewriting lists over and over, attempting to catalog the differences between the original story and this altered reality.
And every time she caught a glimpse of exhaustion on her family’s faces during rare encounters in the manor, she lost sleep, wracking her brain to find the cause.
For someone like Selina, whose only exercise consisted of breathing, this was an immense effort.
But life never unfolded the way she wanted it to.