Serena’s Point of View
“We played together as children?”
More than asking that question of the matron, it felt like I was asking it of myself.
Ms. Maria smiled warmly as her gaze shifted between Adrian and me.
“Yes, you did,” she said.
“You were both so young and may not remember it, but Adrian used to come here with his mother sometimes, and he used to play with all of you.”
I looked at Adrian. He was staring ahead quietly without saying anything. He looked as though he was deep in thought, perhaps trying to recall such a distant past where he had played with a group of orphan girls.
“Do you remember Madam Angela?” the matron asked, drawing my attention back to her.
“She was a very beautiful and kind lady who always brought toys, books, and chocolates for all of you,” she added wi
