Chapter 371

"What do you think?" Joel asked Steven, who remained still, watching Yasmin's departing figure. Hiding behind the door, my heart raced with anxiety. I feared Steven would doubt me for who I was. The growing unease consumed me, worrying that I might be suspected and unrecognized. Was this how Steven had felt? When I doubted and questioned him, and even misunderstood him… Clasping my hands tightly together nervously, I pondered how to convince Steven to believe me. However, my memories failed me. I had forgotten too much, unable to recall Steven or anything from our time at the orphanage. Joel was right; I wasn't smart enough, perhaps even foolish, always causing trouble for others. Nevertheless, I still had no idea of what kind of person I was in the past; Yasmin probably knew better than me. Overwhelmed by fear, tears welled up behind the door. "Are you listening?" Joel asked, furrowing his brows at Steven's silence. "Obviously, that Yasmin looks more like the real thing." "Th