According to Rosa's information, Dora and her family rented a house in a suburban village.
After nearly an hour and a half, Suny reached the village.
This place was less fancy than the downtown area though, it was still better than she imagined.
Suny parked the car and asked several families before finding out where Dora lived.
It was a non-elevator building, so Suny had to walk six floors up in the sizzling summer.
When Suny reached the sixth floor, her forehead was covered with a thin layer of sweat.
She looked at the house number and turned to the left of the stairs.
As soon as she approached the door, a strong smell of disinfection barged into her nose.
She then knocked on the iron door of a house from where the smell spread out.
A woman pulled the door open, and she looked really like Dora.
Suny guessed she was Dora's mother, Jane Woodbury, so she greeted through a genuine smile, “Hello, Mrs. Woodbury, I'm Dora's friend from college.”
"Bugger off! Dora doesn't have any friends!"
Before Suny finished speaking, Jane suddenly shut the iron door.
Suny quickly raised her hand to stop it. “Ma’am, you got me wrong. My name is Suny. I’m really Dora’s friend, really. Please tell her I’m Suny Holland, please.” Suny sounded sincere and gentle. She had taken off her guard and Jane believed her, but she couldn’t let her in. A few days ago, Dora committed suicide again when she was stimulated.
So, she had to ask Dora. "Wait a minute. I’m going to ask Dora."
Jane seemed to be off her guard even though her expression remained unchanged.
Suny took her hand back and let Jane close the door.
Suny was waiting outside, but Dora's neighbor went up and down, scanning her face like a hunter.
These men had probably never seen such a beautiful woman in their lives.
Suny ignored them, and soon, the iron door was opened again.
This time, she saw Dora behind the gate.
Five years after graduation, Suny never met Dora, who turned into a different person now. Suny saw a dark world in Dora’s eyes. "It's you, Suny!" Dora sounded a little surprised to see Suny.
She said, taking a step back, "Do you want to come in?"
Then she paused, "Or, we can go to the café downstairs.”
Suny said through a smile, "Okay."
Dora was about to get change and take Suny downstairs, but Suny already walked in.
The living room, which was only four or five square meters, was narrow and stuffy.
Suny finally found a small stool to sit down on. Dora noticed her uneasiness and said, “I'm sorry. The room is packed.”
Suny shook her head no. "It's okay."
Dora sat down beside her.
Jane came out with a teapot to pour tea for them. “Miss Holland, please forgive my rudeness. I thought you were Dora’s those mean friends. There were two women, dressed up nicely, who visited Dora a few days ago, but when I let them in, they said something really mean to Dora. Those were Dora’s sore spots!” Jane said through tears.
Probably feeling embarrassed, she quickly wiped her tears, “Miss Holland, no offense. I’m old. I just like to talk nonsenses.”
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