On the other hand, Frank Parker couldn’t sleep at all.
The little bunny eye mask was tainted with the faint, sweet scent of the girl, which kept creeping into his nostrils.
The delicate sweet scent was like a kitten’s paw, scratching at his heart.
Scratch by scratch, it tickled his heart.
Only then did he realize why people say girls smell sweet.
Although he had been around many women, Frank didn’t like the perfume they wore.
He always found it a bit pungent.
But the sweet fragrance on Joanna didn’t irritate his nose, nor did it feel greasy – it was a scent he rather enjoyed.
It was faint, as if it almost wasn’t there.
He had remembered this sweet scent for ten years.
Even after so many years, he would recognize it immediately upon smelling it.
Suddenly, he recalled having asked Rebecca Kelloway about it before.
Why she didn’t wear that perfume anymore.
Rebecca Kelloway’s answer was that she didn’t like the scent anymore.
Later on, he learned that the perfume was discontinued.
He asked Rebecca Kelloway what brand the perfume was so he could buy a bottle.
He really liked that sweet aroma.
How did Rebecca Kelloway respond at that time?
It seemed she said she had picked it up while abroad, but couldn’t remember the brand.
Afterward, he never asked her about it again.
Although he was a little disappointed that he couldn’t find that perfume anymore, he felt it was not important.
The person who wore that perfume was by his side – nothing else mattered.
Until he smelled that sweet scent from his memories again.
Until he suddenly realized that Rebecca Kelloway might have lied to him.
If the perfume had been discontinued long ago.
How could he smell it on Joanna?
If it hasn’t been discontinued, then why would Rebecca Kelloway lie to him?
Many doubts were lodged in his heart, and he was eager for answers.
He felt that he was getting closer and closer to the truth...
Frank Parker had a brief dream.
He dreamt of that night ten years ago.
In his dream, he fell into the swimming pool. Unable to swim, he choked on water, his body sank uncontrollably into the depths of the pool.
Water seeped into his mouth and nose bit by bit.
His breath grew more labored, as if someone were choking him, making it difficult to breathe.
He struggled and cried for help in the water.
But everything was quiet around him.
Aside from his own cries for help, there was no sound.
The cries for help he repeated again and again seemed to sink into the ocean, unheard by anyone.
He was running out of air in his chest, and boundless darkness was creeping up on him, leaving him unable to scream anymore.
Even though he knew it was just a dream, Frank Parker was afraid at that moment.
The fear of death overwhelmed him.
He wanted to cry for help, but he couldn’t make a sound anymore.
Help, was there anyone who could save him?
He didn’t want to die – he didn’t want to die at all.
Tears streamed down from his eyes, he felt death drawing closer and closer.
Just as he fell into despair and prepared to meet his end, suddenly, a white light shone in the darkness.
He opened his eyes and saw someone swimming towards him from the white glow.
He couldn’t see what the person looked like.
He could only see her wearing a white dress, with long hair that swayed and swept through the water like seaweed.