Chapter 451
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Out of the Shadows: Tildaโ€™s Brilliant Second Life

Chapter 451 The Psychicโ€™s Vision

There are still so many mysteries in this worldโ€“maybe eighty percent of them remain unsolved.

Silva noticed the curiosity in Tildaโ€™s eyes and gave a slight smile. "Seems like youโ€™re not like most people. They laugh at my line of work, but you donโ€™t."

Tilda asked, โ€œDonโ€™t let my looks fool you. I actually trust my sixth sense. I can tell youโ€™re not an ordinary person. Iโ€™m just curious, why were you staring at me?โ€

โ€œBecause out of all the people Iโ€™ve ever met in my career, youโ€™re the most unusual,โ€ Silva said. She leaned in a little. โ€œIt feels like there are two souls inside you. They look the same on the surface, but the fire burning inside them is different. The soul that rules your body now carries a heavy flame, almost like youโ€™ve lived through two lifetimes.โ€

โ€œWhat?โ€ Tildaโ€™s heart skipped. She never imagined this psychic could see that much. In truth, Silva wasnโ€™t wrong. Tilda had lived twice. She had been reborn, carrying not just her second life but also the weight of her firstโ€“far heavier than most could ever imagine.

Silva caught the surprise on her face and went on. โ€œIn some ways, psychics are like geomancers back in your country. Iโ€™m interested in the field. Iโ€™ve studied those arts for years, though I was never very talented. I can only read the basics. If the souls around you werenโ€™t so obvious, I wouldnโ€™t have dared speak this much. Forgive me if I offended you.โ€

โ€œThereโ€™s no need for being so polite,โ€ Tilda replied. โ€œItโ€™s the modern age. Just call me Tilda.โ€

Tilda felt a deep respect rising for the psychic. To see through her so clearly proved that Tildaโ€™s intuition had been right. Silva was truly gifted. And Tildaโ€™s instincts had never been wrongโ€“when they appeared, they always hit the mark.

โ€œSo, Silva, is there anything else you want to tell me?โ€

โ€œNo, nothing more. With such a strong soul, I doubt anything in this world can truly harm you again.โ€ She paused before adding, โ€œThe real reason I came over to talk to you is simple. Out of everyone Iโ€™ve ever met, your soul burns the brightest. Itโ€™s like a blazing fireโ€“clear, firm, and without a trace of doubt. Itโ€™s one of the most beautiful colors Iโ€™ve ever seen in a soul.โ€

Hearing such a direct description, Tilda couldnโ€™t help but feel a little stunned. โ€œThanks for the compliment. If I had eyes like yours, Iโ€™d really want to see what color a soul is.โ€

So, my soul is clear, steady, and free from confusion now? Strangely, Tilda felt something sharp in her heart finally loosen. It fell away. She let it go.

Silva shook her head. โ€œIf you truly had my ability, you wouldnโ€™t envy it. Souls as beautiful as yours are rare. Most of them are ugly. In a world so full of greed, peopleโ€™s souls are already cracked and corrupted.โ€ Silva let out a long, regretful sigh.

Tildaโ€™s lips curved in a faint smile. โ€œLeave me your number, Silva. I find you very interesting. If you donโ€™t mind, of course,โ€ she said warmly. โ€œWith such a beautiful soul, I trust your character completely.โ€

They exchanged contact information.

Silva continued, her tone thoughtful. โ€œItโ€™s strange. For the movie Iโ€™m consulting for, I found the actor playing the lead has a rare gift. They called him Cetherlandโ€™s best actor. He had some rare gift, a potential beyond my reach. If he studied geomancy, faceโ€“reading, or psychic knowledge, his achievements would be far beyond mine. But fate can be cruel. Heโ€™s a firm believer in science. A realist who refuses to accept anything supernatural. Still, heโ€™s at the top of the industry. Thatโ€™s the irony.โ€

Tildaโ€™s brow tightened slightly. โ€œCetherlandโ€™s best actor?โ€

โ€œSilva, the lead actor of that movie, is his name Darell Jenson?โ€

Silva froze. โ€œHow did you know? Wait, your name is Tilda Jenson. Then Darell must be-โ€

โ€œHe and I were once family,โ€ Tilda said flatly. โ€œThat bond is cut now. We have nothing left between us.โ€ Her voice carried no emotion. There was nothing to hide. Tilda had severed the ties. She had let it go.

โ€œIโ€™m sorry,โ€ Silva said softly.

โ€œItโ€™s not your fault. But I am curious about something. You said he has psychic talent?โ€

โ€œYes,โ€ Silva nodded. โ€œAnd itโ€™s far from ordinary. He has no idea. In the film, his character is a ghost hunter. To add realism, the studio brought me in as a consultant. Two weeks ago, he came to me with questions about psychic details. Thatโ€™s when I noticed itโ€“his abilities are awakening. But they arenโ€™t the same as mine.โ€

Tilda leaned in slightly. โ€œWhatโ€™s different about them?โ€


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