Under the afternoon sun, the warm and gentle breeze blew into the room, lifting up the few scattered documents along with Tilly's hair.
It might had been her annoying hair that had poked her eye, or it might have been for some other reason, Tilly suddenly felt her eyes turn sour. But even so, she did not dare close her eyes, afraid that the scene before her might disappear once again.
The other party didn't plan to give her the opportunity to stare in a daze.
She threw her luggage on the ground and took large strides around the mahogany desk, then threw her arms out and grabbed Tilly into an embrace.
Feeling the firm and vivid sensation of her clothes made Tilly realize that what she was facing… was no illusion.
"Ash… es?"
"It's me." Ashes adhered herself to her cheeks. "Long time no see."
The instant she heard Ashes's voice, Tilly's vision blurred.
