Chapter 886 Not Her Memory
Emmeline bent down and squatted on the ground because she was uncomfortable.
Two voices constantly echoed in her head.
Should she leave? Or should she stay?
She had no idea why she felt so strongly about this place. This feeling was unexplainable as if it had become lodged in her heart, but she subconsciously dismissed it.
Beads of chilly sweat the size of beans fell from her forehead.
Her lips began to turn pale, and fragments of pictures began to emerge from her mind like movies.
"Brother, look! What is this?"
"Baby sis, don't pick the flowers. The flowers are stunning. If you pick them, they will die."
"Since they are so beautiful, isn't it normal for people to pick them? You are so old-fashioned. I don't like you anymore. Hmph!"
The tiny girl snorted angrily and walked away.
Seeing this, the boy, who was a little taller than her, frowned with some hesitation. Finally, he took a step forward and drew her back.
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