Novel & Cerita Wish You Were Here Pictures

Seeing Willas happy face in the photo is a spectral reminder of a life I may never get back. Where are you, Willa?

"You can proceed. The meeting with Mr. Thomas went well, despite the interruption. He had promised to get back to me in a week's time before he left. The only choice left with me was to hope, with my fingers crossed. I picked up the old and a bit rusty picture from my drawer. It was a picture of Jasmine and me when we were teenagers. We were smiling like we had won a lottery—pure, beautiful, and in love. And it is also contagious, as it has me grinning from ear to ear. “Jasmine,” I murmured as I ran the tip of my fingers along the line of her oval face. ‘I want this, I want us in a picture that will last forever.’ I made a wish in my head.