“Ozias.”
That name slips out of her lips and she immediately covers her mouth.
‘What was that for?’ she thought.
Diane did not linger to that incident. Her mind refocuses to this scene since the boy who currently is pacing back and forth in front of the door of the house seems nervous and excited at the same time. The boy that she remembered in that dream was ten years old, in this memory, he seems to be at the age of five.
‘So young and so cute.’
The edge of her lips stretches into a wide smile. Looking back into the dream, he became handsome even though he’s still at the young age of ten. But in that dream, he is already tall and the baby fat that he is sporting at this current age greatly lessened. Maybe because of his body, his tall stature seems like he was already twelve years o
