The private jet landed at Yaleview’s airport. Charlotte held the kids’ hands as they got off the plane. A sense of loneliness engulfed Charlotte as she took in the familiar yet heartbreaking view of the city.
Years ago, her father took her to that city when he was still alive. She was only a teenager at the time.
Her dad was busy starting his business, so Mrs. Berry had been the one who kept her company in a villa located outside the suburbs.
A couple of trees were planted at the side of the villa’s entrance, and their leaves would turn the floor into a warm, beautiful orange when autumn and winter came around.
Like H City, Yaleview also had an ideal climate and its temperature never fell below zero degrees, not even during winter. That was why the leaves remained sitting on the tree branches during winter and why the scenery was stunning.
However, the city didn’t feel like home without her father or Mrs. Berry around. If anything, it made Charlotte feel especially lonely.
“Aunt Charlotte, where are we?”
Alpha was crouching. She picked up a fallen leaf and narrowed her eyes while holding the leaf toward the sun and examining it. She looked extremely cute and innocent as she did so.
“We’re in Yaleview,” answered Charlotte with a smile, “In a way, this is my second home.”
“It’s so pretty here,” commented Beta as she scanned around and stared curiously, “I used to think that the entire world is white, but I later learned that it can be green and purple as well. I’ve only just learned that the Earth can be yellow too!”
“Haha.”
Charlotte laughed. She crouched down to stroke Beta’s tiny head after that.
Kids had always been innocent. They used to live in Xendale where it was always winter, so they thought that it was white everywhere.
Later, they went to Arkfield and saw the farm, the fields, and the purple grapes, so they assumed that the rest of the world could only be white, green, and/or purple.
That was the first time they went to Yaleview, and seeing the leaves on the ground got them to understand that the Earth could also be yellow.
They were only two and a half years old, so the world seemed simple from their point of view.
“Aunt Charlotte, when will we meet up with our parents and our cousins?”
Gamma was the most mature among them and was the one who had the most desires.
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