69 | The Night was Filled With Tears
The path was narrow but it was enough for us to walk without stepping on the flowers on the side. The more I walked the more I realized just how wide this field of flowers is. This place looked so surreal. Something you could see only in a dream, indeed. And I am inside Jacob’s dream. “What are we doing here?” I asked. “You said you wanted to come here so here we are,” he said and looked at me before he offered his hand. I took it and he pulled me to the top of the hill where we could see the whole expanse of the field. It looked like there’s no end to it. It looked like it’s all that’s left in the world. “Isn’t it lovely?” he asked and I looked at him. “Yes, it is,” I answered and looked up at the sky. Then Jacob pulled my hand and let me sit on a bench. I don’t know where the bench c
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