Sheila opened a letter from France.
(My dearest Sheila,
I saw your eyes sad in France. That sad eyes wished me to see you again, so I drew your face and hanged the portrait in my room. In that way, I won't forget how you look like. At my cousin's wedding, my wish came true. I'm in love with you. Be my wife.
Hugh Bisset)
"OMG. Who is this?" Sheila couldn't believe what she read.
She tried to recall the names and faces at the wedding. Clarence had relatives from other countries but there were more than one from France. She couldn't tell who this man was.
She opened her phone and looked at everyone's faces in their photos. She couldn't pinpoint on who was this Hugh. The only man attracted her attention was Clarence almost look-alike cousin doctor, aside from the hair and a slight difference, whom everyone called big brother Lucien.
