Chapter Twenty Two
In which she saw something odd
Third Person.
Her back was faced on the cold concrete, as she was busy looking at the way the trees would sway along with the trees as the droplets of rain wet their leaves. Vien was seated in the shade, saving her from the pouring rain—but what does hit her were the memories.
Memories of the way he protected her from that strong rain, the time they spend on that rainy day, all the jokes that he would mutter in her direction.... and his kiss.
Especially his kiss.
With a sigh, her eyes then moved towards her white book which contains a tons of song lyrics. Over the course of Chasen's disappearance, this became her therapy. Writing her pain through these white pages and after it's done, she'll shout it to the sky.
