Chapter 25
Louisa’s POV
"Little rascal. What are you doing up on an elephant’s head?"
I heard a familiar voice.
I couldn’t believe what I heard.
"Uma?! Is that you?!" I cried out and tried to get down.
The mother elephant used her trunk to wrap me again.
She carried me and put me down next to a blurry figure.
I struggled to get up, but I could only lift my body up with one arm.
A pair of warm and gentle hands were placed on my waist and lifted me up.
Then, I smelt it. The fragrance of thyme and hypericum.
"Uma… It’s really you! I’m not dreaming! You’re here with me. You aren’t dead!" I cried in her arms.
Her skin was soft and tender.
"I know. I know. Little rascal. I’m so sorry. I shouldn’t have left you alone." she said.
I lifted my
