Chapter 74 The Image I Fall In Love With
- "Can I at any point see the image?" she asked unobtrusively. Quietly, I gave it to her and she snatched it and heaved.
- "What? Do you know her or something?" Beth gazed toward me.
- "Know her... I'm her. This was the image of me somewhere around the brook, obsessing about my brown hair with my grandparents," she informed me, pacing the yard while I stood still.