Chen Lin straightened her posture, her expression hardening, her decision clear. Yan Li had made her choice, and she was no longer torn.
The desire for recognition, for the power that had always eluded her, outweighed the fear of what it might cost her.
The quiet determination in her gaze told the story—Yan Li had given in to her own desires, leaving behind the innocent sister who had once cared so deeply.
Chen Lin moved slowly away from the mirror, each step purposeful, her body language embodying Yan Li's transformation.
The moment of doubt had passed.
She was no longer the passive pawn—she was in control now, and the path ahead was one she had chosen.
There was no turning back.
The game had changed, and Yan Li was ready to take her place in it.
With one final steadying breath, Chen Lin walked forward, every step resonating with the newfound confidence of her character.