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There was sadness in Mr. Satan's eyes. "Once you know the whole truth, you'll understand."

"When exactly are you going to tell me all the truth?"

"When I've dealt with everything."

Back to square one.

All her questions would eventually loop back here.

It was essentially a dead end.

After Mr. Satan left, Emily went to the supermarket as usual to buy groceries for cooking.

Her mind felt empty, aimlessly pushing the shopping cart.

She felt like her rationality was still intact; she compared prices when buying things, selected items skillfully, but everything seemed to move at a slower pace, always taking a few extra seconds to react.

Just like now.

The cashier reminded her softly, "Ma'am, that'll be one hundred dollars."

Emily stood there blankly for several seconds until the person behind her in line urged her, and she finally came to her senses. "Oh, okay."

She had already taken out a bank card from her wallet, but after a moment's thought, she pushed it back in and paid with cash from