Laurent came to an abandoned and remote neighborhood. There was no one here.
He took out his phone. "Pamela, I'm outside the neighborhood."
"Okay, wait there for me."
A moment later, an old woman came outside. Her face was extremely pale and her hair was messy. She wore a flowery dress that looked ancient. She was like a ghost from movies.
"F*ck… You…" Seeing her, Laurent wanted to turn and run.
"Laurent, come back." The woman couldn't catch up, so she could only yell from the back. "It's me, Pamela."
Hearing her voice, Laurent stopped and looked at her hesitantly.
"You're Pamela?"
"You really are Pamela?"
"Yes."
Laurent studied the old woman before him.
He honestly couldn't believe that the pretty woman from 20 years ago would turn into this state.
However, she really did have traces of Pamela.
"How did you turn into this?"
Pamela was a few years younger than him. How could she look so old?
