188 The Meeting 1 (2/2)

Somehow what greeted her was the sight of a happy family of three walking out of a restaurant from her left side. Her mind fleetingly wandered to the distant past where she and her parents had done the same on her 10th birthday. It was a beautiful memory, burned in the back of her mind. Regrettably, it was also a memory that would never happen again in the future. Thinking of this, she moved her gaze away from that happy and beautiful sight.

A couple of seconds later, probably still due to the word 'family', her subconscious suddenly went back to the fiasco earlier where she asked that swine human whether he had some messages he wanted to relay to his family members.

One reason she became so disappointed in him was that he never once mentioned his family to her, only begging for his own survival.

Such a person who confided about selling his pitiful son for some sort of promotion in that oddball of an organization yet had gloriously forgotten to offer words of apology for doing so even when faced with death was not in any way worthy of being pitied.

The selfishness of that man in a bare display made her make up her mind to not stop the suffering Chris Meyer had ordained for him.

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”The clouds are breaking apart,

and tears are pouring out from between the gaps.

I held on tightly to your image inside me as it slowly became a blur.”

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Sofony quietly shook the thoughts out of her mind. This matter which was eventually reminding her of that organization was to be carefully thought over at a later time since there was a more important undertaking to worry about in front of her.

She would be finally seeing that person who refused to meet her even though she had already been a Level 5 host and Amelia's peer for more than a year and a half.

What could be the topic of their discussion? She was not informed hence she could only endlessly speculate.

His goal could be to see if she matches his nephew and heir. If he was really very capable, there was a chance he was aware of Gio only using a favor to make her the Silver's princess. Would there be a debate or interesting event about this? She wondered. Unfortunately, the idea itself sounded so boring and unworthy of wasting her time.

To be honest, if not for the chance that Conrad could be aware of some information which could help her find him sooner, she wouldn't be so eager for this meetup.

Bored, and with the same weird feeling stuffing her chest, she sang along with the song that made her clone successful as a singer. The mesmerizing rays of sunset shining her face from the outside were probably what pushed her to do so... or maybe, she just somehow wanted to voice out some of the inner thoughts and fears which she didn't know were still existing inside her heart...

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”... The twilight is so red,

It makes me feel like crying...

Your voice is becoming fainter and fainter

In the engulfing sunset...”

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