Veronica could recognize young Arthur and Ovior in the picture. The two of them looked young and rebellious.
"So cute!" She giggled.
There was another person beside them. She was standing beside Arthur.
She had golden blonde hair and sparkling blue eyes. She looked like a lively child.
"If Arthur and Ovior are around fifteen, the girl could be thirteen. I wonder… who is she?"
She talked to herself without realizing she was speaking loudly.
"She is Dorothy," a voice spoke from behind her.
Veronica jumped in surprise. She turned around and saw Arthur.
He had a book in his hand. He must be checking books from the other bookshelf.
"You scared me!" she said, placing a hand on her chest.
"It wasn't my intention." Arthur pulled her by the waist and pecked on her cheek.
Veronica gladly accepted his kiss.
She moved the photo frame in front of him and asked, "Who is Dorothy? You seem close."
