Throughout the journey, Persephone's heart pounded, feeling like she had just woken from a dream. Yet, the dream was so vivid she couldn't help pinching her arm.

"If you're uncomfortable, you can still call me Granny Catherine, okay? I don't mind!" The girl laughed cheerfully, placing a hand on her shoulder.

Persephone trembled slightly and gently pushed her away.

"Oh... sorry, sorry." The girl reined in her smile. "She warned me that you don't like people getting too close."

"Who?" Persephone looked up abruptly, her heart skipping a beat.

Besides her, who else could remember these small details...

Persephone's vision suddenly blurred, and her nose felt tingly. Tears streamed uncontrollably down her face.

"Oh my, please don't cry!" The girl was startled, frantically apologizing. "It's my fault, my fault! How did I make you cry, I..."

"Is it her?" Persephone grabbed the girl's hand, her emotions rising. "Is it really her? Is she here?" "Goodness!" The girl quickly covered Persephone's mouth, warily looking around. "Why make so much noise? Who are you trying to attract?"

a deep alley. It was quiet inside, with no streetlights and high walls blocking out the sunlight. A gust

not move, then crouched to listen for a while. As she got up, she clapped her

to still be in

a bit

her or not? Tell

anything. She only took out a little rabbit made of straw rope. As soon as Persephone saw it, she felt a dull ache in her chest that spread through her

Back then.

in the future, let's use this little rabbit as

"Why this?"

house, you have horses, dogs, even a pet tiger, and a huge hunting ground, but you don't

we have to use a rabbit as our

"Yes! Because it's unique!"

Greta, Persephone was

the little rabbit with

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