Chapter 35

You don’t understand, do you? London UK, the 1880s. My head blacked out for an instant, and I couldn’t find my words, as I stared at her in wonder. She was still young, but the important thing was that we met again, happiness assaulted my being and I got too excited to contain myself. “I beg your pardon, young lady?” I calmly answered her. She was probably around seventeen, taller, much taller than before, skinny, and a pale complexion, but her registered marks never changed, her...