" It's PTSD!" She muttered.
" What was the trauma? Can you share it with me?" He asked her, she stared straight.
She was quiet for a while, he spoke.
" It's okay if you don't wanna share it!" He said.
" It's okay, sooner or later you should know about this. Maybe this is the day..." She said and looked at him.
" Come here..." He called her and made her sit between his legs and hugged her from her back, she leaned her head on his chest.
" It was two days after you left! I kept crying because you went. I didn't know why believed you, neither do I know why my parents believed me. Before you came, my dad showed you your picture and said you are Angel and you are going to save me.
In these ten years, I've always wondered, why he said that? And how come he said that exactly?" She said in a daze.
" Do you remember it correctly? Your dad showed my picture even before I came there?" He asked shocked.
