The smile was faint, with dimples blooming at the corners of her lips, pure and beautiful, exactly like when she was young, unchanged in the slightest. Arlo Seys didn't quite return to his senses, simply watching her quietly, lost in her gentle smile.
This Ariel Morris, even if she hypnotized him a hundred times, he wouldn't forget, as she had already engraved onto his very bones.
Seeing him unresponsive, Ariel Morris pursed her lips, looking at him knowingly, "Arlo Seys, they've all gone far away, are you still standing here clinging on?"
Arlo Seys gazed at her deeply, saying with a hint of distance, "That's my cousin, my second uncle's daughter Nicole Seys."
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