It was the same villa, nothing much has changed, not even the grounds keeping and decorative gardening outside.
Annabelle put her phone back in her bag. It was Mu’s call just now and she decided to ignore it.
As she stood on the nostalgic doorstep, she could still see a ghost of her past self, always standing on the exact same spot and gaze into the distance, helpless and hopelessly searching for solace. Now, Annabelle was high spirited, happy and brimming in striking vibrant.
Two years ago, Annabelle left in bitterness. She had countless thoughts and fantasies about getting square with them. However now, she realized that she had long dropped this burden and found peace.
Time was the greater healer, it healed all wounds and taught her how to live with the scars.
Annabelle exhaled in relief, casting away the shadow of her unpleasant past.
She pressed on the doorbell and soon after, the door was opened.
“Aunty!” She greeted cheerfully.
Mrs. Lee was surprised at her visit.
“Young… Annabelle!” She beamed in excitement, “What brings you here!?”
“Of course it’s to visit you!”
“Quick, come on in!”
Mrs. Lee had been here over a decade. The Mu family treated her with respect and entrusted her to take care of the rebellious Mu.
And even a spoiled brat like Mu adored this kind woman dearly.
“Mrs. Lee, these are for you!”
“Why bother? Come on in!”
Mrs. Lee had kept the house spotless, as usual. Annabelle felt a welcoming familiarity, even after two years, everything remained the same. The people, the furniture, the pots of fresh flowers.
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