Construction for LOVE
I turned my gaze to the paper I was holding, fifth floor, room 502.
Without further ado, I let myself stepped in the elevator and instantly pressed the fifth floor. I made a deep breath as I break into the door, the neurotic feeling begins to develop throughout my whole system, what if she freaks out? What if, she can’t remember me anymore? What if… There’s so many what ifs going through on my mind, I cannot count them all at one. The sounds I made as I opened the door made it so clear, the person beside her smiled at me. I saw her name plate,
“Elisha.” I mumbled. “I bet you’re her daughter?” I made a continuous nod. “She’s talking about you more often.”
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