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Setting aside the time Irvin spent impersonating Timothy, Agatha ven remembered the time from way back then when she had given birth to him. She could vividly recall the image of him being wrinkled newborn and wailing loudly.
She even remembered clearly how she had chosen to swap Irvin out with another baby without any hesitation. And because of her heartless act, she had dreamt of the image of him crying just after being born.
. Every time, Agatha would wake up in tears from those dreams. However, no matter how many times that happened, she had
never once caved and gone to check on Irvin.‘
She also remembered with great clarity how badly she had treated him. This was especially when , during her time in the psychiatric hospital, every night she would dream of all the poor ways she had treated him.
Even during the day, Agatha would often find her mind recalling all the terrible things she had done to Irvin.
She didn’t want this. She didn’t want to remember all the things she had done at all, and she didn’t want to feel guilty toward Irvin, either.
Agatha believed she had every right to treat a born–evil child the way she did. But every time she tried to feel justified, a voice would sound in her mind against her will. –
The voice would firmly rebuke her and question her on what cause she had to decide Irvin was inherently wicked. It would also ask what he had even done for her to label him as such, when he clearly had never done anything bad at all.
Agatha wanted to say that he had. He had done countless terrible things. However, she had looked into Irvin thoroughly. Magnus had too. And they had found nothing.
Not only had Irvin not done anything remotely evil, but he was even very kind. Once he had the means, he would make donations whenever he could, even when he was just starting out with a small company.
Even with a magnifying glass, Agatha hadn’t been able to find that he had committed a bad deed. As such, she couldn’t say with absolute certainty that he had been the evil twin. But if it wasn’t Irvin, then who was?
She simply couldn’t accept that the son she had raised so dearly was actually the evil seed. So, once again, she forced herself to believe that Irvin was the inherently evil one.
But no matter how hard she tried, she just couldn’t silence the voice that kept refuting her belief. Because of this, she lived in torment every single day, torn between two beliefs.
Sometimes, Agatha couldn’t help but wonder if she really was mentally ill. Otherwise, why else would there be two voices constantly battling in her head?
This inner torment only worsened her mental state. It was to the point where she often forgot what she had been doing, just like
now.
Agatha had been trying to figure out how to help Timothy trick Irvin into coming here. But the longer she thought about it, the more her thoughts drifted–until she forgot all about what she was supposed to be doing. She had even forgotten Timothy was there, let alone coming up with a way to help him.
Timothy had been waiting for her to think of something. When he noticed her increasingly vacant stare, he couldn’t help but frown.
“What’s going on with you, Mom?” he asked.
The unexpected sound of Timothy’s voice startled Agatha out of her daze. Coming back to her senses, she realized she had forgotten about her beloved son’s presence.
This shocked her so much that she broke out in a cold sweat. She had to get out of this place, no matter what. If she stayed there any longer, she was afraid she really would go insane.
Sensing how desperate Agatha was to leave, Timothy tempted her ‘Hurry and think of a way to trick Irvin into coming here,
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Mom. As long as he shows up, I can switch places with him. Then,ll get you out of here in no time!”
Agatha had been about to slip into a dazed state again if she hadn’t been mindful. But Timothy’s words made her foggy eyes instantly light up. Racking her brain, she finally came up with a way to get Irvin to come and without him suspecting a thing too.
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