Chapter 2195 A Peculiar Dream
- The girl in front of her was small, fair, and delicate, radiating a soft, gentle warmth. Her laughter was light and airy, like a cotton ball floating in the breeze.
- The sight filled Ashlyn's heart with overwhelming tenderness. She lifted her little sister onto her lap and began to sing a lullaby, her voice gentle and soothing. “Row, row, row your boat, gently down the stream...”
- Her sister's innocent voice chimed in, “Row, row, row your boat, gently down the stream...”