Chapter Twenty Three
Sahara's POV
"Can you still remember this place, Auntie?" I asked hopefully. She looks at me and gently smiles, nodding her head.
"Of course, how could I forget this place when we both would always hide here when you don't want to go to your classes when you were still just six." I restrain myself from frowning because I can't remember that time, and also because that's not what I mean, but I decided to stop myself from asking and just nodded my head.
"Yeah, yeah," I murmured. What I mean by the words I said is when I was eighteen and she was leaving because she just escorted me back here from England, and we spent the whole day hanging out here in the garden.
"Let's go to that spot," she pointed towards the... part where only apple trees are planted. The place wh
