Sylvia's POV:

Despite her blindness, Alva seemed to be very familiar with the place.

As she held my hand, she used her other hand to scale the walls of the building around her.

Soon, we arrived at the back door of the orphanage.

This door was more worn out than the front door. Although it was made of stone bricks, it was still dusty and had a lot of things piled up against it.

Alva easily walked past the piles and forged on ahead. Along the path, I noticed many old facilities for children's amusement. Further down the road, we even passed by an abandoned children's park. It looked like it was built in the early days of the orphanage.

Just as I was wondering how Felix could manage to get to the children's park without going through the back door, I noticed another path that was directly connected to the huge wall.

wonder Felix had

been staying

a moment and thought. "I don't know. I've been

parents?" I did not want to ask a little girl this sensitive question immediately, but this was the only way I could

Alva didn't seem to get affected by the question as much.

parents anymore, so I moved on

whereabouts. Felix probably didn't want to tell her much and had to lie

us to a hidden air-raid shelter. The shelter was located to the west of the children's

and wait for my brother here." Alva skillfully crawled past the vines and invited me into

I followed her in.

enough for them. Alva knew where the area was clean enough to sit. She then rummaged through a pile of things on the side and showed them

her gifts with

rubbish from outside the wall. There was a broken music box, some

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