Sylvia's POV:

"Why?" I was curious to hear her answer.

Alva propped her chin in the palm of her hand and looked a little depressed. "I don't know why. But my brother never comes to see me on this day every month."

"Didn't your brother tell you why?" I asked in confusion.

"He refused to tell me because I'm a kid." Alva snorted.

I couldn't help but laugh at that. "Your brother is also a kid."

"But my brother is taller than me." Alva countered, resting her arms on her hips. "I've eaten so many onions but haven't grown even an inch taller." Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNovᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

"Onions?"

scrunched up with disgust. "I hate onions. They are smelly. But my brother said that eating onions

young. You will be taller than your brother when you grow up." I sat beside her and grabbed her hand, gesturing a tentative height on the wall. "I

nodded with

off. Then, she touched the place on the wall I had rested my finger and drew a horizontal line. "This is my

her fist and patted her chest. "It will definitely come true if I grow

my wish

all my questions, even though some was too bizarre to make any sense. I also realized she had a strong memory. Although she couldn't see, she could remember

to her for a long time, but it was getting late. Therefore,

tell he was avoiding

Geoffrey had too many spies. If we weren't careful enough,

at Alva, who was happily eating candies. Just then, an idea occurred to me. I

your brother next time, you can ask him to call me on

Alva agreed. "I will tell my brother. I will also

closed my eyes and breathed a sigh of relief. Felix cared about Alva the most than anyone else. If he knew that I

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