Chapter 308:
Aurora
I found myself sitting by the riverbank, my hands filled with sand and my ankle-length flowery gown soaked with water. My eyes shut in satisfaction as the cool breeze swept across my face, tossing my hair in different directions.
The calmness of the environment was therapeutic. I could hear the river flowing, splashing against the few big rocks that stood in its way. It created a melody so pleasing to my ears, soothing to my nerves.
It was strange how quickly I had grown fond of the river. In a short time, it had become my refuge.
Without a care in the world, I buried my dirty fingers in the sand to retrieve small, flat rocks stuck in the soil, tossing them across the river.
“Argh!” I groaned in frustration as the stone didn’t make it to the other side of the river despite its slim width. I gritted my teeth in annoyance as I threw another rock for the tenth time, but it ended up sinking into the clear waters.
Tired and emotionally downcast, my eyes dropped to the ground in sadness, followed by my slumped shoulders.
Why wasn’t I getting it after so many attempts?!
The splashing of the water against the rocks increased my anger and frustration, and before I could stop them, tears fell from my eyes into the river, mixing with the water.
My body slowly dropped beside the river as I enjoyed the feeling of the cold water against my warm skin. The coolness slowly erased the frustration that had gathered in my heart.
If only I could swim, I would cover the length of the river in the blink of an eye.
Lₐtᴇst chαptɘrs in g𝒶lnovels.𝗰𝓞𝗺
I lay there undisturbed, enjoying the soothing waters, the cheerful melodies from the birds, and the chiming of insects.
“Can I help you?”
I thought I heard a feminine voice… or maybe I was hallucinating. My eyes remained shut. I didn’t know how many hours I had slept by the side of the river.
“Hello,” the voice rang in my ears again, sounding firmer this time.
Maybe I wasn’t hallucinating after all.
I lifted my eyes to find the source of the voice, tilting my head to get a clearer view of the stranger standing before me.
My eyes met an unfamiliar woman in her mid-twenties with long, flowing jet-black hair.
Consumed by curiosity, I sat up, allowing my gaze to travel over her as if studying her.
She was tall—several inches taller than me. Dimples appeared on both sides of her cheeks as she flashed a smile at me.
Her skin was fair and glowing. For a moment, I thought I was staring at Aphrodite.
I couldn’t forget how her hazel eyes twinkled, and her red lips curled with excitement.
Was she even real?
Lost in admiration, my eyes wandered to her slender figure and moderate curves. A wave of jealousy crashed over me as I suddenly felt intimidated by her looks.
She was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen.
I didn’t notice she wasn’t alone until the sound of a toddler filled the air.
