Letta furrowed her brow as she didn't recognize the place she was currently in. It was like a vast grassland, with some trees and unfamiliar-looking flowers. However hard Letta tried to remember, she had never been to a place like this before. Suddenly, as Letta was about to take a step, a shadow became clearer in front of her, causing Letta to fall silent. Letta saw a woman who was now facing away from her. "Don't take pictures of me like that, your camera might get damaged,” she said cheerfully, making Letta furrow her brow because, of course, Letta recognized that voice. It was like her own voice. Then, Letta turned to another direction upon hearing the response from the woman. A man who was aiming his camera made Letta think again. Of course, Letta remembered clearly, it was the man she had met who claimed to be called Abian. So, what were they doing in front of her?Letta wanted to walk closer when the woman turned around and looked at Abian, making Letta widen her eyes. Her gue

Arabella gazed at Letta, who had been silent in front of her for the past ten minutes. Of course, Arabella knew that at this moment, the wife of her former fiancé and childhood friend must be hesitant to confide in her due to the past connection between herself and Marco. This made Arabella finally let out a long sigh. "If you're hesitant to tell me everything because of my past relationship with Marco, it's better to hold back. I don't want you to feel burdened," Arabella said, causing Letta to glance at her briefly before looking down at her fingers. "Yes, that is indeed my concern right now. I always used to tell Marco everything I felt, but somehow, I feel like there's something within me that's preventing me from breathing freely," Letta said, making Arabella look at her for a moment. "That might be because you need someone whom you can confide in. Yes, that's why I'm offering myself. Maybe because we're both women, we might understand each other. I'm not forcing you, though.

Letta slowly approached Marco, who was on the bed and had been busy with the screen in front of him since this afternoon when Arabella mentioned wanting to borrow him tomorrow to take him around her private boutique to show him her latest clothing collection. Marco didn't give any response, leaving Arabella with no choice but to leave everything to Letta. Letta then walked over to Marco's bed after putting Freya to sleep. "Are you busy?" Letta asked, making Marco, who was wearing his glasses, mumble without looking at her. "It's late. You should rest. You can continue your work at the office tomorrow, right?" Letta said again, making Marco finally look at her. "This is urgent work. It'll only take a few minutes, and I'll finish it," Marco replied, making Letta nod her head.Letta then chose to climb onto the bed and lay beside Marco, waiting for her husband to finish all his work. Only then would she touch upon her earlier question. A few minutes later, as Marco had said, he final

Arabella and Letta glanced back at Marco's car still following them from behind. "Since when did your husband's office move towards my boutique?" Arabella asked, making Letta shake her head. “Maybe he just wants to accompany us,” Letta said, causing Arabella to shake her head before turning back to look ahead. "Didn't you say you would bring Freya?" Arabella asked again, making Letta shake her head with a sad expression. "I was going to bring Freya so we could go peacefully. But you heard it yourself, didn't you? Earlier, Marco didn't allow me, saying he was afraid if someone suddenly recognized me and took a picture of me with Freya. Marco still hasn't allowed Freya to be consumed by the public," Letta said, making Arabella smile. “Your daughter is as sweet as brownies, she could indeed be public consumption,” Arabella replied, making Letta smile. They remained silent until they finally arrived at the boutique Arabella had mentioned."See, isn't it true? Look at your husband. He

Letta sat silently as Arabella looked at her with raised eyebrows. "It seems like the outcome wasn't good,” Arabella said, drawing Letta's attention, who was now gazing in her direction. "Why does your demeanor not match what you were hoping for in the introduction?" Arabella asked again, making sure, causing Letta to shake her head. "No, everything went smoothly,” Letta replied, making Arabella look at her with a puzzled expression. "Then what's with that expression?" Arabella asked again. Since Abian’s departure, Letta had been silent. She seemed to be contemplating something complex that was currently on her mind. Although Arabella knew it wasn't easy to accept someone's past story without remembering it at all, and surely Letta was currently thinking about it. "Turns out, everything is complicated,” Letta said again, making Arabella nod. "Yes, I suspected as much, it's not easy to remember your past just like that," Arabella replied, making Letta nod."So, what's the answer?