“I saw that post. You also think it was posted by Sister Savannah, right?”
“Sigh, Sister Savannah has always been this way. Don’t be upset with her.”
“After all… about what happened back then, we were also at fault.”
Those two words, back then, hit Draco’s unspoken worries.
He paused for a second, deleted the blaming words he had typed, and then sent me a different message.
“Savannah, if you truly cannot release what happened back then, I can say sorry to you.”
“After all, you will always be my…”
My what?
Draco did not keep typing.
He went quiet.
And I also slipped into the past.
Truthfully, Draco and I should never have reached this ending.
Following the life road that was first planned, we, childhood sweethearts, should have married at twenty, had children, and made a warm home.
My mother and Aunt Anika were very close friends.
After my parents passed away in an accident back then, I was brought into Aunt Anika’s house.
Aunt Anika treated me like her own kid.
Draco spoiled me even more than anyone else.
When I turned eighteen, just because I casually said one line, “Men wearing police uniforms look more handsome.”
Draco firmly applied to a police academy and became a criminal officer.