“I…I have an assumption that Naoko…is the same woman you were talking about.” I said in a low voice, almost like a whisper.
A deafening silence filled my ears after those words left my lips, and I could not even hear anything from the other side of the line except the sound of a car’s engine. But I remained silent and waited until Takuma can finally absorb the crazy assumption I just spitted out because I knew that what I said was so sudden and unexpected. It did not take long when I heard Takuma speak again.
“What do you mean, Annika?” He asked. His voice was deep and serious, but I could still hear the subtle worry behind it.
“S-she came from Tokyo, and just this morning, I found that she also lived in the same district as I was, where my previous apartment was located. That
