As both women walked through the long collegiate corridors of the prestigious institute's building, they giggled at the memories Mana recollected.
"This was the one class we had together in International Law." Mana explained as they entered a beautiful high-ceiling classroom.
The building was old, so it still carried the timeless aura with it's aged architecture and stoned walls.
Lina wished she could remember these memories of having accumulated a world class education. It was amazing that she could still handle her work with everything she had studied deeply ingrained.
But it was the pleasure of college days, messing around, hanging out with Mana and the invaluable lectures she'd sat through that left an emptiness in her heart.
Seeing her downcast expression, Mana threw her arms around Lina.
"Don't worry Li! If there was anyone who could recover from what you've been through, I'd place my bets on you!"
"Thanks, Mana." Lina sad eyes brightened a little.
