Chapter 102: The Woman In The Picture
EMMA
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Owen’s home was really beautiful. I couldn’t help but marvel at the interior decor within, he did say the house was old but it looked quite okay to me, it was well kept and the designs may be multiple like how it looked in the 80s pictures I have seen but it is still presentable. I breathed the air, and now that is certainly the homey feeling.
"I will get you something, juice or..." he asked me.
"Just water," I said as I kept observing. I heard his exiting footsteps but then my eyes caught the picture against the wall, there were many but the ones that caught my eyes were the large ones, they mainly looked like all those framed photos you would see at a museum, it consists of two men and then an older lady. Maybe his grandparents or something.
I leveled my gaze and I found some pictures on the shelves, I tilted my head to the side observing them, well this looked like a family photo, I smiled when I saw a young photo of Owen, well he looked cute, and then a man beside him having matured looks was next to him, they looked like they were fishing or something, I spotted the hat and then the fishing tackle, I didn’t have time to study his looks when my eyes caught one and my eyes merely went wide in shock, and my blood ran cold.
What the heck? What was this? Was I seeing things? Is that?
"Emma?"
I heard Owen but I couldn’t process my brain right now, my shaky hands reached for the picture hesitantly, maybe I was seeing things, maybe a closer look then.
But it was right before my eyes now, my grip on the picture slightly tightened, my gaze quivered and my body tautened, this was the same lady, this was the same woman, this was the librarian, the woman I saw in my dreams standing next to a middle-aged man.
"Emma"