"Ivan." As soon as she opened her mouth, Ivan interrupted her. "Stacy, it looks like you've been playing me for a fool for three years. No, not three years. You've been playing me since the year I mistook you for Megan with the jade pendant."
"No, no, no." Stacy was at a loss for words. She waved both hands helplessly, but didn't know how to explain. She could only say in a particularly weak voice, "Don't listen to them. Believe me. I'm the little mute you grew up with."
"Okay, then tell me, did we have a glass bottle buried in the flower bed or in the corner of the garden back then?"
Stacy rolled her eyes, "In the flower bed."
"No, it was buried in the corner of the garden."
"Yes, yes, in the corner of the garden. I almost forgot. It's been so long."
"It's been a long time, hasn't i
