As I closed the door to my room, I looked around the large room.
'Quite large for a guest room, no?' I asked Knox, only to have him huff at me.
"Someone's grumpy." I said out loud, and found my bags to be there already from the boat.
"Quite exemplary service." I said, and proceeded to go through my bags for something important. After digging and digging, I found what I was searching for, a small photograph of a woman, wearing a blue sundress with daisies all over it and a baby blue silk bodice.
"Jasmine..." I said in a distant voice.
I stared at her picture for a while, having already memorized every corner of this photograph years ago. It had already been 15 years, and I still couldn't find peace without her.
I heard Knox whimper, so I decided to put the photo away, tucking it back
