Sir Ares, Goodnight

Although she had a nightmare, this time it was different. Angeline was not abruptly awoken by her dreams. She opened her eyes in a daze, and after seeing Jay, she closed her eyes and went back to sleep. The next day, Angeline woke up to the sound of birds outside the window. The warm spring sunlight shone into the screen window and cast on her crystal clear face. She opened her eyes, got up, and sat on the bed, looking at the courtyard across the street. The old loving couple was seated at their stone table outside, drinking tea as they chatted.

It was as if Angelina's consciousness was filtered by a sieve. All of her confusion and muddle-headed thoughts were sifted out, and it turned into a rare moment of sobriety.

She remembered how the old lady looked precisely like Jaybie.

Angeline jumped down from the bed and saw the floor mirror next to her. She stood in front of the mirror for a moment, looking at herself.

She had charming big eyes, a small face, and a thin figure. She was still curvy in all the right places, and she honestly looked like God's masterpiece. Any woman would be jealous of her.

However, Angeline stuck her tongue out in front of the mirror. She muttered and complained, "I'm too skinny. I'll have to gain back some of my baby fats."

out of

the river, he now kept the kitchen door wide open. Seeing a red figure floating out, Jay quickly ran out like

are you going, Angeline?" He hurriedly caught up and nervously dragged

illness had taken over and she was trying

age, she still had a pair of shiny, obsidian-like pupils. It truly gave her an eternally youthful look. Seeing her sober-minded,

meet someone, shouldn't you at least change out

Angeline laughed uncontrollably.

a stunning lace

shook her

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