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Jojo couldn't wait any longer and turned around, only to see a figure clad in white standing there—the person he was thinking of was right in front of him, smiling warmly at him.
The answer Jenny Bailey gave to Mrs. Kiara was utterly untrue; how could she be 'a leaf that follows the wind, heralding the fall', her beauty and charm fading with age? In reality, she seemed even more radiant than when they had parted.
Jenny Bailey's hair had grown longer and cascaded over her shoulders, gently lifted by the wind. She was still wearing the same white dress they had said goodbye in, but now, it no longer seemed melancholic—instead, it dazzled beautifully.
"It's so cold today, why are you dressed so lightly?" Jojo naturally took off his coat and draped it over her shoulders, worried he wouldn't know what to say upon meeting her, only to find the moment more natural than he had imagined.
Some people feel like they've been by your side all along, never far away.