Agatha climbed down, helping Lilac as she glanced up at the wooden house. So many memories and so so many years had passed. It still looked the same as if it was yesterday, she came there with Laila and spent time as they watched the sun returning back to its abode.
Agatha smiled at those forgotten memories, looking down at Lilac and taking her inside the cabin. But Agatha didn't expect to meet someone else there. A friend or foe from the past was waiting for her inside.
Unknown Agatha entered the small wooden cabin, only for her eyes to grasp at the man sitting at her usual spot. His back facing toward him.
The long dark hairs that were left untouched let flow down his shoulder. Agatha didn't have to see that man's face to recognize the man. She was well aware of who he was and why he was here.
