At that very moment, Anastasia finds herself slowly getting numb as that realization sinks in her head.
Watching Zen beam oh so lusciously from the opposite side of the table really reminds her of Lucien's trademark sunshine smile. Their hair colors may not be the same, but their crimson red irises - they closely resemble each other, especially with their bright and bubbly luster.
Anastasia is struck mystified on her seat, unsure of what to think anymore. For some reason, she can't quite decipher her exact reaction here. She's being bombarded with different kinds of rioting emotions, messing up her thoughts and turning them into a huge clutter.
She couldn't get her feelings or any of this situation at all.
That's until a certain buried memory rose up all of a sudden, passing through her mind as she remained unmoving and speechless.
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Back at the year 2020.
