[randy]
I kept my gaze on the child. All of them line up are aged 2 years old and above. They are adorable and so innocent. I remember myself back then. Pampering and trying to look as good as I can to stand out from the rest. But it ended the same. I didn’t get picked.
“I don’t want to be here,” I heard him murmur. Dragging my feet closer to him and folding my knees. Our gazes met. A winsome smile plastered on my lips. Even his eyes. It was a carbon copy of Thorne. Oh, God. Was this a coincidence? Or the divine universe telling us to correct what Thorne did back then?
Swiftly as I glanced at my husband, he was busy entertaining and asking questions to other kids. Sister Anne and Sister Mary let us do our thing. The nuns were conversing about a topic I can definitely not relate to.
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