“My name is Alice. I believe we will meet again, Seventeen!” Although Alice was curious about such a strange name, she did not ask or stop him from leaving. Instead, she told him her name. She believed that they would meet again if they were so fated.
“Seventeen… His name is Seventeen. Tristan, don’t you think this name is very strange? Who would use the numbers as names?”
Alice raised the corner of her mouth slightly. Because of the man called Seventeen, she was very happy when she thought of him.
“Yes, it’s very strange.”
Looking at the smile on Alice’s face, Tristan also raised the corner of his mouth.
“Tristan, can you tell me about her?”
Alice turned her eyes to Tristan. She had always wanted to know what kind of girl made Tristan so fascinated.
Tristan thought of Stella and the smile on his face slowly softened.
“She is a very quiet girl like you and a good mother.”
“Mother?”