Back home, Winter is trying to settle back into her routine, hoping for some peace after her recent adventures. However, the arrival of Karina Yoo, the beautiful VIP investor, stirs up unresolved emotions and echoes from her past. Karina's presence...
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"Mommy Mommy! what do you have there?" I say looking at my mother who was by the window
She smiles "Come here Karina" She says
I happily smiled and ran to her arms as lifted me up to her lap as she then shows me a paper of something I will hold cherish forever.
"Woah mama what is this?" I asked her pointing at the paper with different poeples pictures.
"this is our family tree"
"Whats that mama?" I asked looking up at her
"a family tree is generations and generations of our family"
"really? why do you have it mama?" I asked her
"I have it because this is passed down to every generations to share family history and to pass on something dear" she says
"Can I have it??" I asked and she nodded before pointing at the paper at one particular person.
"Look this is your ancestor" she says "you look exactly like her even as a baby"
"But I'm me" I say with a pout "I wanna have my own face"
She chuckles "Don't worry princess your much prettier than our ancestor Jimin"
She then takes something out of her neck and it was a necklace containing a ring.
"Why are you not wearing your ring on your finger mommy?" I asked her
"This isn't a ring engagement" She says
"What is it then?" I asked tilting my head to the right.
"This is a family heirlom" She says "One day I will be giving this to you."
"why?" I prolonged the why
"Because I love you" She says as she kisses my face and i giggled
"One day when you love someone I hope to see you give this to that person. Promise?" She says holding her pinky finger up.
"Promise!" I giggled and laughed.
The memory faded into darkness, swallowing me whole. It was as if I were floating in a void, suspended between consciousness and oblivion. Then, out of nowhere, a searing white light pierced through the blackness, making me flinch. I felt the warmth of the sun against my closed eyelids.
Slowly, I opened my eyes, blinking against the harsh light that flooded my vision. Everything was a blur at first—hazy, unfocused. My head felt heavy, and my limbs were sluggish as if weighed down by the remnants of the dream. I blinked again, once, twice, until the room around me started to take shape, the sunlight pouring through the window, casting golden beams across the floor.
