Savannah didn't want to talk to Lucas, so she avoided him.
She had this vague, uncertain subconscious since she had gone back here. Seeing him and that woman who claimed to be Sofia Dawson, bringing a somewhat uncomfortable feeling.
It was frustrating, yet she didn't understand why. No, it wasn't jealousy.
She didn't like Lucas that way. The two's relationship was what should be professional between work partners.
This frustration was akin to an itch that she couldn't scratch, something she couldn't put her finger on. Yet, she had the feeling that it existed.
What is this?
A blurry, vague memory surfaced amidst the chaotic mind. Savannah didn't remember exactly, but she had an inkling that it was somehow related to Lucas. She found his face a little familiar.
She had brushed it off as the face of a hateful someone who had arrogantly gone against his parent
Savannah had been having trouble sleeping lately. She kept on having a dream about the little blonde boy, who somewhat distinctly familiar to her.She thought that she knew him.As soon as the realization set in, Savannah couldn't help but find it inconceivable. She had woken up from that dream again, sat up, and froze on the place as her mind raced.A moment later, a perturbed look appeared on her face. She couldn't help from biting her nail.Various emotions attacked her at once; bewilderment, disbelief, sadness, and finally a little guilt. She sorted her thoughts, and gradually calmed down.That's right. She would meet with Lucas tomorrow. If she didn't solve this knot, which somehow had haunted her in the past too; she wouldn't feel assured.As the time for their meeting slowly approached, Savannah prepared for her clothes; the red long-sleeved ruffle blouse combined with the black long trousers. She picked something simple.She w
The bustling activities outside didn't manage to disturb a man and a woman as they stayed inside the car.While the woman's eyes occasionally roamed around; as though she was searching for someone, the man behind the steering wheel would look at her before he followed her gaze. He clasped his hands together to cushion his head as he leaned back in a relaxed manner.Lucas enjoyed the atmosphere that he couldn't help but close his eyes for a short while. When he opened them again, he turned his head, finding his vague reflection in the car window staring back at him.His hair had turned slightly white on certain parts while his skin had gotten some wrinkles. He had aged a lot, considering it had been more than ten years since he made that promise."What makes them take so long?" The middle-aged woman's eyes still kept on looking out, staring at the high school young boys and girls outside.L