DARK OCEAN - (Eng.Vers) FREENBECKY

Chapter 2

Saint Stephen's Green Park in Dublin, Ireland

The shade from exotic trees provides the desired coolness, not only one or two people enjoy the fresh atmosphere in the morning. All ages can be seen walking, sitting or relaxing around this historic park. In front of it there is a beautiful lake full of ducks swimming, flying around or hanging out with other birds while irrigating the calm waters.

Freen sat there, in a chair right under the tree. Her gaze was directed at the lake water in front of her, it looked calm and definitely waveless. There were no ripples in the water, the ducks just followed the calm flow without trying to disturb the atmosphere.

Alone, she remained silent without saying anything. Her eyes weren't dark blue, he was using brown contact lenses this time. If asked who was the first to invent contact lenses, everyone would definitely answer Adolf Gaston Eugen Fick. However, if the question is asked, who bought contact lenses first, then the answer is Freen Samman. She was the first person to use these contact lenses. Because, Freen doesn't like people asking, "Why are your eyes so blue? What happened? Are you not human?" Freen was reluctant to accept the question again, fortunately contact lenses were available in 1888, in the end this annoying question never arose until now.

She shifted her gaze, looking at the white-haired old human. Immediately her lips smiled slightly, she said softly, "I also want to have those wrinkles and white hair." Taking another deep breath, Freen seemed to throw away her burden into the fresh air this morning. "But never mind, I'll be done for today." Smile proudly.

About Jacob's proposed plan, she thought it would work, jumping from the helicopter and dying in the terrible sea. Reason for death? Freen can't swim, she's traumatized. All the previous events made her unable to step back into the ocean or into the waves of the beach except up to her knees. I couldn't force it, my legs were always stiff and tense, I couldn't walk any further than the coast. So, for all those reasons, Freen thought, she would definitely meet her end there, in the Atlantic Ocean, later.

This time Freen pouted, she was still looking at Grandma who was talking to her husband, about whatever it was, Freen couldn't hear it. Too far. What is certain is that the carvings of time on their faces and bodies made Freen's feelings of envy well up. Really, she also wants to grow old.

In fact, she once asked a cosmetics seller. How to have lots of wrinkles? Instead of answering, the sales woman threw Freen out of the shop, she thought Freen was teasing her. Because, Freen asked that while pointing at the thin wrinkles on the woman's face. The owner of these blue eyes couldn't understand why she was kicked out. Then another time, she asked a beauty doctor about how to make wrinkles appear. The doctor answered that excessive exposure to UV rays in the middle of the day without using sunscreen could cause premature aging. Finally, Freen sunbathed from ten to three in the park near her house in Bangkok, every day. But what? She didn't get a single wrinkle unless seen by many people. Freen was really disappointed at that time. It's all in vain, I can't grow old.

Now she turned her gaze elsewhere. What was certain was that her eyes were dreamy again, "Why is it so hard to let go of that promise? Patricia is very cruel. She tortured me this time." Not only this once did she say that, but almost countless times Freen complained about waiting promises.

She sat for a long time, not moving an inch. Her eyes were closed as she leaned back on the wooden chair, her arms crossed, apparently she just wanted to dream. However, before she fell asleep, it turned out that someone nudged her leg with a wooden stick several times. Freen's eyes opened slowly, she saw an old woman whose hand was resting on a stick and staring at her for a long time. Freen didn't avert her gaze, she instead challenged that gaze.