The world has returned to its former state. People have become what they used to be.
It's all back.
"Professor, how do you feel? Why did you go back to the house? Why didn't you ask for my help?"
"Luca, it's all right. I'm alive."
"Why do you look so happy?"
"I don't know."
It's been a few weeks since the flames engulfed the house and my life.
Grandpa's house partially burned down. But still, I did everything I could to get this house restored.
Fortunately, no one was injured during the fire.
"I can't believe people did that," Ethel said.
"I saw how it all happened. But we couldn't stop them. You should have seen the crowd of people heading towards the house. I was scared. Their faces, they were so cold and their eyes, were filled with anger and suffering," Eva whispered and put her hand on my shoulder.
I was sitting on a chair looking out the window.
