"Ramuja, I'm glad that you are back."
His words were like an electrifying surge branching inside my body. Arjun, I remembered that handsome late teen who helped me and my sister often, in the end, he married my sister. They were like a perfect couple, until Golden Camellia invaded.
"Let's just talk inside!" my sister pulled me inside the room and we sat face to face. They sat together, facing me with happiness beaming on their faces.
"Ramuja, do you still remember me? Do you remember my name?" my sister pointed at herself. I nodded. Even though I was taken at the age of five, I still remembered about a few things fondly inside my head.
My parents, my sister, and the coast that I always missed, "You are my sister, Anya…"
"Correct!" Anya looked very happy, "Ramuja, I missed you so much!"
"I missed you too… big sister…"
