Capítulo 203: MEMORIES DON'T LIVE LIKE PEOPLE DO

[MUSIC RECOMMENDATION: DEAR OLD NICKI ~ NICKI MINAJ]

The calendar hung crooked on the wall, each day meticulously marked for the past five years. Yet, today's date remained blank, a stark reminder that time, unlike memory, waits for no one.

The ray of the warm morning streamed inside the room, casting shadows on the face of the girl who was now sleeping, but her face contorted like she was having a bad dream. And when she finally opened her green eyes, she touched the side of her bed as if someone was supposed to be there with her. She sighed, the same routine every morning when she woke up.