“Joaquin?”
Shanaia called when she saw the little boy behind the henge.
“Huh?”
Joaquin responded to the call and looked at Shanaia who was looking at the direction of the henge.
“What is it?” he asked.
Shanaia looked at him and spoke.
“I think I just saw you,”
Joaquin furrowed his eyebrows and turned towards the henge. He then noticed the head full of black silky hair peaking from behind the green henge. Joaquin heaved a deep sigh and then he walked over to the henge with Shanaia right behind him.
When they were close enough, they saw a little boy, roughly around the age of seven hiding behind the henge. Shanaia gasped when she saw the little boy version of Joaquin. She then looked at her mate who had a blank look on his face.
“Are you not thrilled to see your younger self?” she a
