Chapter 18

Four years later, a lady stood in a fitted khaki trench coat and a pair of jeans. She had paired them with black leather shoes, radiating youth and allure. The lady pulled her luggage, a delicate little girl sitting on top of it. She had a fair complexion, rosy lips, and big eyes with long, fluttering lashes, making her look as adorable as a doll. The little girl wore a pink princess dress with matching socks and shoes. It would be crazy not to recognize her as a princess in that getup. Her legs swung back and forth as she sat on the luggage. A young boy walked next to the young woman with a bag on his little shoulders. He wore denim overalls and a checkered shirt underneath. His rosy lips, delicate features, black eyes, and high nose made him an extraordinary young man. The kids were adorable and good-looking, as if they were manifestations of the princess and prince from comics. To say they were the embodiments of perfection in appearance was not an exaggeration at all. The