Bradley fell into deep thought. After a long pause, he began slowly, “She’s very beautiful. When she smiles, her eyes sparkle like stars.”

As he spoke, Hank started sketching with paper and pen.

“Is she tall?”

Bradley made a gesture, saying, “About up to my shoulder.”

“Would that be approximately 1.75 meters tall?”

“Yes, about that.”

During their conversation, Bradley drifted into his memories. He recalled the Esther from his past—the one he remembered. Back then, Esther was young, beautiful, and full of life.

Following Bradley’s descriptions, Hank sketched a portrait and handed it to Bradley, asking softly, “Mr. Warner, do you think this resembles her?”

Bradley gazed at the sketch on the paper, examining it for a while before saying, “It doesn’t look like her.”

Hank was surprised. “Not at all?”

more beautiful than what

“Can you recall a

mind, he saw her chasing after him. At that time, he

no matter when he turned around, he would see her smiling face. He took in his world. As long as he turned around, he would see Esther just one step

disappeared. It was as if someone he believed would never

icily

shuddering inwardly. He took a deep breath to suppress it. “Mr. Warner, it’s fine if

chilling hostility. He leaned forward slightly, looking at Hank, and asked coldly, “Am

Hank was silent.

I have a mental

Hank remained quiet.

“I love Esther?”

a shiver run down his spine. Bradley’s expression was too terrifying, and he firmly believed that if his response didn’t

people have some degree

tapped his knee, demanding

said weakly, “From a psychological assessment, it seems you could benefit from psychological

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