Chapter 22

Faith’s POV

I suddenly put on a serious face.

I just remembered what we used to be. I wanted to say that, but I didn’t.

I just quietly ate my ice cream. My eyes widened at a part of the park. I suddenly felt sad. A girl was arguing with her parents.

Mom…

“Don’t you still see your parents?” asked Martin.

I just bowed my head. I didn’t even want to talk about my family.

“Do you want us to look for them?”

“Oh, don’t. I don’t even hope they’re still alive.” I avoided looking at him, but he was staring at me.

“It’s up to you,” he told me. I didn’t speak anymore. I just continued eating.

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Third-Person POV

“What’s the news about the investigation I asked you to do?” asked a woman in her fifties. Even with her age, her beauty could not be denied.

“We already obtained some information, and it’s all here inside the envelope.”

She picked up the brown envelope that was placed on he