Chapter 46: 46. Why Your Face Is So Different ??
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The explanations that Edwards gave me, of course, made me think so hard. But I try to stay fine and take it as a compliment from him.
Edwards had been out of the room since earlier and had not come back, only a waiter gave me food and then left again. I looked around Edwards' bedroom, which was full of photos and his childhood memories.
There is a book of exam results and also a photo of him with friends when he was a child, I looked for where Edwards' face was when he was a kid. But I can't see the real face.
I finally opened one of the photo albums, when I saw there were pictures of Daniel and a girl. Maybe it's a photo of Daniel with his sister, Azura.
I flipped through the photo album, finding a photo from a birthday party. There is a man between Daniel and Azzura, is this Edwards?
Why is Edwards' face from then and now looks so different?
I looked for a photo of Edwards just by himself, to see if it was really Edwards or not. I found a photo that is quite familiar, a small child in a black jacket and brown pants. His face looks pale in the photo album, And his face is certainly the same as the one I saw before.
So this is Edwards? why didn't it taste the same
as Edwards now?
ah .. maybe because this is a photo that was a dozen years ago.
I chose to flip through another album, when my eyes saw one of the paintings which was quite strange. A painting of mountains and there are two small children, a girl and a boy.
"It's like the story Edwards told back then." I said quietly, I remember back when Edwards had told me about his past. When he met a girl when he was kidnapped first.
The face of a child is very beautiful, her eyes are similar to mine.
I finally closed the album, then started walking towards the library. Looking at anything that could possibly be read, I saw Old books. from the cover which was torn in several parts and also the brown paper.
Choosing to just hold it and it feels rough in my hand, there is one book that is quite interesting for me compared to other books. Since the book was Pink with a slightly damaged cover, I took it slowly.
Fingered for a moment the cover of the book and began to turn to the first page.
A very bad handwriting, looks like the handwriting of a child who is just learning to write.
Monday, January 12, 1999
(when my mother came home, she asked me to make hot tea. she went home with the old man, I often saw my mother bring a man to this house. I never asked and just kept quiet.
When I was just learning to make tea, I already knew which was sugar and which was salt. I made a tea with two spoons of sugar and put one teaspoon dry. Pour warm water and stir gently.
I did it! I took the cup of tea to the living room. It turned out that my mother had gone to her room, the room was locked and I heard a lot of strange noises from inside.
I finally waited in the living room until morning, I fell asleep and didn't know when Mom left. because when I woke up, my mother was not in her room. The tea I made was cold, in the end I threw the tea away).
Thursday, March 22, 1999
(That day was late, I was invited by my mother to go to her work place. She said, if you want to make a lot of money and eat good food, then I have to work, I was very happy at that time.
especially when my mother introduced me to her very beautiful friends, they complimented me. they also told me that I was beautiful enough to work like them, I started to see all the activities they did. I was taught how to seduce and kiss.
Even though I can't do it yet. but I'm happy, just teach me I've earned a few dollars to buy dinner).
"What is this? What kind of this story?" I flipped through the other pages, and they were all stories of a girl working with her mother.
My breath seems to be short of breath because I read every page that is very familiar in my little brain.
"This? Is this my diary?" I said to myself, Then looked at the back cover. there was actually written my name very clearly.
"Choon-hee."
This is mine? But why? Why be with Edwards?
I restrained myself from going out and asking Edwards, I was trying to remember when this diary was out of my hands. But I really don't remember at all.
"Why does Edwards have the diary I've been missing for a long time? Did Edwards and I really know each other before?" I said while hugging the book I've been missing for a long time. I took a deep breath, then put the book back where it belonged.
Maybe I'll ask Edwards first, then I'll show him the book later.
I looked for other things in the library, but nothing caught my attention anymore. When I chose to turn around, I accidentally bumped into another book. The book had a black cover and Edwards' name was written on it.
I looked for a while and wanted to put it where it belongs, but something fell from behind the book. a small photo of Edwards' face.
"This is Edwards?" I looked at the photo again, and sure enough it was Edwards.
"But why is the previous photo different from this one? It was someone else's photo, and this is actually Edwards' photo. I mean, their faces are different.. But why? It feels so weird." I was talking to myself, trying to keep the photo in my pocket.
I don't know why I can be this cheeky, but I'm so curious. When I was about to open the first page of the book, a knock on the door startled me.
I hastily put the book in its original place and walked towards the knocking door. I opened it and saw Mrs Douglas out there.
"Madam, sorry to open the door for so long. What's wrong?" I asked as gently as I could, even though my chest was beating really fast now with fear. I didn't steal or take anything of value. why am i scared? Ah.. just a photo of Edwards in my pocket.
"Let's have dinner, I'll introduce you to my husband Brandon. He's better now and can have dinner with us." Mrs.. Douglas took my hand gently, I nodded my head and closed the door behind me.
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The explanations that Edwards gave me, of course, made me think so hard. But I try to stay fine and take it as a compliment from him.
Edwards had been out of the room since earlier and had not come back, only a waiter gave me food and then left again. I looked around Edwards' bedroom, which was full of photos and his childhood memories.
There is a book of exam results and also a photo of him with friends when he was a child, I looked for where Edwards' face was when he was a kid. But I can't see the real face.
I finally opened one of the photo albums, when I saw there were pictures of Daniel and a girl. Maybe it's a photo of Daniel with his sister, Azura.
I flipped through the photo album, finding a photo from a birthday party. There is a man between Daniel and Azzura, is this Edwards?
Why is Edwards' face from then and now looks so different?
I looked for a photo of Edwards just by himself, to see if it was really Edwards or not. I found a photo that is quite familiar, a small child in a black jacket and brown pants. His face looks pale in the photo album, And his face is certainly the same as the one I saw before.
So this is Edwards? why didn't it taste the same
as Edwards now?
ah .. maybe because this is a photo that was a dozen years ago.
I chose to flip through another album, when my eyes saw one of the paintings which was quite strange. A painting of mountains and there are two small children, a girl and a boy.
"It's like the story Edwards told back then." I said quietly, I remember back when Edwards had told me about his past. When he met a girl when he was kidnapped first.
The face of a child is very beautiful, her eyes are similar to mine.
I finally closed the album, then started walking towards the library. Looking at anything that could possibly be read, I saw Old books. from the cover which was torn in several parts and also the brown paper.
Choosing to just hold it and it feels rough in my hand, there is one book that is quite interesting for me compared to other books. Since the book was Pink with a slightly damaged cover, I took it slowly.
Fingered for a moment the cover of the book and began to turn to the first page.
A very bad handwriting, looks like the handwriting of a child who is just learning to write.
Monday, January 12, 1999
(when my mother came home, she asked me to make hot tea. she went home with the old man, I often saw my mother bring a man to this house. I never asked and just kept quiet.
When I was just learning to make tea, I already knew which was sugar and which was salt. I made a tea with two spoons of sugar and put one teaspoon dry. Pour warm water and stir gently.
I did it! I took the cup of tea to the living room. It turned out that my mother had gone to her room, the room was locked and I heard a lot of strange noises from inside.
I finally waited in the living room until morning, I fell asleep and didn't know when Mom left. because when I woke up, my mother was not in her room. The tea I made was cold, in the end I threw the tea away).
Thursday, March 22, 1999
(That day was late, I was invited by my mother to go to her work place. She said, if you want to make a lot of money and eat good food, then I have to work, I was very happy at that time.
especially when my mother introduced me to her very beautiful friends, they complimented me. they also told me that I was beautiful enough to work like them, I started to see all the activities they did. I was taught how to seduce and kiss.
Even though I can't do it yet. but I'm happy, just teach me I've earned a few dollars to buy dinner).
"What is this? What kind of this story?" I flipped through the other pages, and they were all stories of a girl working with her mother.
My breath seems to be short of breath because I read every page that is very familiar in my little brain.
"This? Is this my diary?" I said to myself, Then looked at the back cover. there was actually written my name very clearly.
"Choon-hee."
This is mine? But why? Why be with Edwards?
I restrained myself from going out and asking Edwards, I was trying to remember when this diary was out of my hands. But I really don't remember at all.
"Why does Edwards have the diary I've been missing for a long time? Did Edwards and I really know each other before?" I said while hugging the book I've been missing for a long time. I took a deep breath, then put the book back where it belonged.
Maybe I'll ask Edwards first, then I'll show him the book later.
I looked for other things in the library, but nothing caught my attention anymore. When I chose to turn around, I accidentally bumped into another book. The book had a black cover and Edwards' name was written on it.
I looked for a while and wanted to put it where it belongs, but something fell from behind the book. a small photo of Edwards' face.
"This is Edwards?" I looked at the photo again, and sure enough it was Edwards.
"But why is the previous photo different from this one? It was someone else's photo, and this is actually Edwards' photo. I mean, their faces are different.. But why? It feels so weird." I was talking to myself, trying to keep the photo in my pocket.
I don't know why I can be this cheeky, but I'm so curious. When I was about to open the first page of the book, a knock on the door startled me.
I hastily put the book in its original place and walked towards the knocking door. I opened it and saw Mrs Douglas out there.
"Madam, sorry to open the door for so long. What's wrong?" I asked as gently as I could, even though my chest was beating really fast now with fear. I didn't steal or take anything of value. why am i scared? Ah.. just a photo of Edwards in my pocket.
"Let's have dinner, I'll introduce you to my husband Brandon. He's better now and can have dinner with us." Mrs.. Douglas took my hand gently, I nodded my head and closed the door behind me.
The explanations that Edwards gave me, of course, made me think so hard. But I try to stay fine and take it as a compliment from him.Edwards had been out of the room since earlier and had not come back, only a waiter gave me food and then left again. I looked around Edwards' bedroom, which was full of photos and his childhood memories.There is a book of exam results and also a photo of him with friends when he was a child, I looked for where Edwards' face was when he was a kid. But I can't see the real face.I finally opened one of the photo albums, when I saw there were pictures of Daniel and a girl. Maybe it's a photo of Daniel with his sister, Azura.I flipped through the photo album, finding a photo from a birthday party. There is a man between Daniel and Azzura, is this Edwards?Why is Edwards' face from then and now looks so different?I looked for a photo of Edwards just by himself, to see if it was really Edwards or not. I found a photo that is quite familiar, a small child in a black jacket and brown pants. His face looks pale in the photo album, And his face is certainly the same as the one I saw before.So this is Edwards? why didn't it taste the sameas Edwards now?ah .. maybe because this is a photo that was a dozen years ago.I chose to flip through another album, when my eyes saw one of the paintings which was quite strange. A painting of mountains and there are two small children, a girl and a boy."It's like the story Edwards told back then." I said quietly, I remember back when Edwards had told me about his past. When he met a girl when he was kidnapped first.The face of a child is very beautiful, her eyes are similar to mine.I finally closed the album, then started walking towards the library. Looking at anything that could possibly be read, I saw Old books. from the cover which was torn in several parts and also the brown paper.Choosing to just hold it and it feels rough in my hand, there is one book that is quite interesting for me compared to other books. Since the book was Pink with a slightly damaged cover, I took it slowly.Fingered for a moment the cover of the book and began to turn to the first page.A very bad handwriting, looks like the handwriting of a child who is just learning to write.Monday, January 12, 1999when my mother came home, she asked me to make hot tea. she went home with the old man, I often saw my mother bring a man to this house. I never asked and just kept quiet.When I was just learning to make tea, I already knew which was sugar and which was salt. I made a tea with two spoons of sugar and put one teaspoon dry. Pour warm water and stir gently.I did it! I took the cup of tea to the living room. It turned out that my mother had gone to her room, the room was locked and I heard a lot of strange noises from inside.I finally waited in the living room until morning, I fell asleep and didn't know when Mom left. because when I woke up, my mother was not in her room. The tea I made was cold, in the end I threw the tea away.Thursday, March 22, 1999That day was late, I was invited by my mother to go to her work place. She said, if you want to make a lot of money and eat good food, then I have to work, I was very happy at that time.especially when my mother introduced me to her very beautiful friends, they complimented me. they also told me that I was beautiful enough to work like them, I started to see all the activities they did. I was taught how to seduce and kiss.Even though I can't do it yet. but I'm happy, just teach me I've earned a few dollars to buy dinner."What is this? What kind of this story?" I flipped through the other pages, and they were all stories of a girl working with her mother.My breath seems to be short of breath because I read every page that is very familiar in my little brain."This? Is this my diary?" I said to myself, Then looked at the back cover. there was actually written my name very clearly."Choon-hee."This is mine? But why? Why be with Edwards?I restrained myself from going out and asking Edwards, I was trying to remember when this diary was out of my hands. But I really don't remember at all."Why does Edwards have the diary I've been missing for a long time? Did Edwards and I really know each other before?" I said while hugging the book I've been missing for a long time. I took a deep breath, then put the book back where it belonged.Maybe I'll ask Edwards first, then I'll show him the book later.I looked for other things in the library, but nothing caught my attention anymore. When I chose to turn around, I accidentally bumped into another book. The book had a black cover and Edwards' name was written on it.I looked for a while and wanted to put it where it belongs, but something fell from behind the book. a small photo of Edwards' face."This is Edwards?" I looked at the photo again, and sure enough it was Edwards."But why is the previous photo different from this one? It was someone else's photo, and this is actually Edwards' photo. I mean, their faces are different.. But why? It feels so weird." I was talking to myself, trying to keep the photo in my pocket.I don't know why I can be this cheeky, but I'm so curious. When I was about to open the first page of the book, a knock on the door startled me.I hastily put the book in its original place and walked towards the knocking door. I opened it and saw Mrs Douglas out there."Madam, sorry to open the door for so long. What's wrong?" I asked as gently as I could, even though my chest was beating really fast now with fear. I didn't steal or take anything of value. why am i scared? Ah.. just a photo of Edwards in my pocket."Let's have dinner, I'll introduce you to my husband Brandon. He's better now and can have dinner with us." Mrs.. Douglas took my hand gently, I nodded my head and closed the door behind me.
