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?"

are smelly. But my brother said

her and grabbed her hand, gesturing a tentative

with a

from a tin box that had been peeled off. Then, she touched the place on the wall I had rested my finger and

being with my brother," Alva replied earnestly. Then, she clenched her fist and patted her chest. "It will definitely come true

will, Alva. That's my wish too." I

too bizarre to make any sense. I also realized she had a strong memory. Although she couldn't see, she could

it was getting late. Therefore,

a few questions for Felix. I could tell he was avoiding us. If it was a deliberate effort, it

see Alva in the orphanage often. After all, Geoffrey had too many spies. If we

was happily eating candies. Just then, an idea occurred to me. I gave her my phone

you can ask him

"I will tell my brother. I will also

than anyone else. If he

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