By saying she had a headache, Emma hurriedly excused herself to her room, leaving Haoran in the elevator. The young man could only nod in agreement.
"Good night, Stardust," he said as he waved his hand toward her. Emma only turned her head once and nodded. She then entered her room. As soon as the door closed behind her, Emma took a deep breath.
Finally, she's alone. The clock showed that it's already 10 PM. The sun was setting in the west, and the night arrived. Emma watched the horizon on the balcony of her room and waited until it became completely dark. She would use her power to fly like the night before when she woke up on the top of the Eiffel Tower.
Emma hoped that when she flew, flashes of memories of her parents would come back. She really missed them. As she thought of her parents' faces, Emma suddenly remembered that she took a picture of their sketch with her cellphone. It had the images of her father and mother that was drawn by Mr. Neville.
