Chapter 103

JUNE

I blinked at them, confused and desperately trying to grasp what they were talking about. Like, I just told them my mother's name and boom, they were speaking of another.

“What are you talking about? Who the hell is Mary?”

“Oh, give me a minute,” the man said before he started searching his pocket once more only to bring his wallet out.

Hah, this must be a joke or something like that. Why….

“Phew, I thought I'd lost it,” he mumbled as he brought a picture out of his wallet and gazed at it.

“You still have her picture in your wallet?!” Favour shrieked. “Gosh, I can't believe you, Henry.”

“Jealous of a dead woman, are you?” He leaned down to peck her on her left cheek. “She was my past, Favour. And you are my present, and future. You don't have to think that way."

“Then, why is she still in your wallet? My picture is supposed to be there!” Favour folded her arms, scowling darkly.

“I was guilty,