"Guys, I need your help."
Though she was in the restroom, whispering was a better choice.
She asked them what was Aquamarine's favorite artwork out of those ten.
The spirit of giving up was not in her vocabulary. Her mission was to save people's lives; she would not stop until she saw results.
Tres laughed. Deux explained the meaning behind the gesture.
"Were you sure about it?"
They nodded.
She did not find any reasons the spirits would prank her. The only way to prove they proposed was to test the data she gathered.
She marched back to the room and borrowed the custom-made postcards Aquamarine sent before.
The two glanced at each other.
Aquamarine scratched her head. However, she gasped once the cards were in Maxine's hands. The stream of memories overflowed.
"I neve
