Feya’s Point of View
I am alone in my room. It's been days since I isolated myself from everything again, and that was because of the talk that I had back in the day when the tourists arrived. I could remember it clearly that really made me devastated.
“It has been five years, Feya.” I haven't even closed the door of his house when he said that. I gently closed the door and approached him on his desk.
“I know,” I said, sadly.
Five years had passed since I arrived and lived here at Clair de Lune. Even if I want to go back to where my real home is, no one is helping me. Well, except for this man that I am currently talking to.
“Don’t you think it’s time to go back?” he asked, and I know, he was concerned for me. “Even if you don't say it, even if you don't show it, I know you are alrea
