Chapter 97 - Chapter 95: I'm Just Another Woman

The frosting ground which was all white a few months ago, hard as a rock and cold like Antarctica had turned into soft to touch sand and greenery everywhere. The tawdry vases containing green plants were sold almost at every shop, at that time it was considered as part of adornments for the house. In the living room of an abandoned cabin in the middle of nowhere, it was actually so quiet it reflected as if being in the set of "The Walking Dead" where the casts were turned against each other.