Chapter 01

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• 1945   Chapter 10

  Someone came out of the gate so I pulled him away from there, I was panting and I found out I brought him to the spring."This is the spring of truth," he said while almost running out of breath, I looked at him. What? Srping of truth?"You just brought me to a right place, will you confess that you're a thief there?" I scratched my head, are people from this time really that judgemental?"I'm not a thief, I am one of the daughters of the owner," I explained and sat down the grass, I'm tired from running."If that is so, can you explain why did you climb up the wall instead of using the gate?" he surely has a doubt about me, I was left silent. He got a point but the gate was closed and I don't know how to get out of there.

• 1945   Chapter 09

  "I am your elder sister, Emiellyne, don't tell me you forgot," she told me and gave me a just-play-pretend gaze which made me chuckle."Yes of course, I'm glad to see you too," I don't know but I feel something weird about how she looked at me a while ago, does she know I'm not her sister?"Enough with that, Ely, let them rest for a while, they might be tired..." mother told her and she nodded. A maid walked towards me."Good thing you're fine, I was worried. Next time, don't meet up with that guy, see? A rebel took you and wanted to use you against your father," I was surprised with what she said, I don't know what was going on but I need to act like I knew these things, if not, they might find out that I'm not the Avery there used to know.

• 1945   Chapter 08

  "How can I get out of here?" I asked them, they got more confused so I chose to be silent."What is your name?" I added to make them more confused, everyone gasped."It's me, you mother, Emma and your father is General Arthur, don't tell me... you don't remember us?" asked by the woman named Emma. I looked down, they shouldn't know that I'm not from this world.I looked at the necklace I am wearing, the time stopped and the scrapbook given to me was still here, I'm holding it on my left hand."No, I might have hit my head and forgot who I am," I said to make it look realistic and for them not to notice that I don't know any of them. People were still looking at me so I pretended to faint to escape from embarrassment.

• 1945   Chapter 07

  She stood up and took something, she then walked back towards me."Young lady, by the way, I want to give you her scrapbook, she wrote there what happened during the American and Japanese occupation. And this one too, this is her clock necklace. It'll suit you well compared to me, I'm too old for that, it won't fit my skin anymore," she handed me the old scrapbook and I took it as well as the necklace. It don't look like an old one since it maybe was really taken good care.She wore it on my and smiled, this was the first time I felt being taken care of. I miss my grandmom."Come here, before we go to the museum, I'll teach you how to cook sinigang and biko which were taught to us as well..." she said, I chuckled since I really don't cook, we have maids for that.&n

• 1945   Chapter 06

  Do you know something about him? Tell me," I told her and she came back to her senses."I have something to get from my room, do you want to come with me?" I nodded since I also want to see her secret room here."If that's the thing, come here."We walked through the stair down the secret room I saw earlier. She opened it with a key, it seems like she locked it when I tried to open it.A room full of books filled my eyes, there was a table and placed there was a painting, I walked closer to it and there was something written there, "WWII". I was amazed with the men drawn on the painting, he was wearing a general's uniform and the other one is wearing an Americano suit, in the middle was a woman.

• 1945   Chapter 05

  Aimi’s Point of View"You're awake..."I stared at the old woman sitting beside me. It was maybe her who kept patting me and woke my senses up.But how did I end up being here? I was in the bar a while ago. Wait, don't tell me that this woman is clubbing too? Basing at her wrinkled face and white hair, I think she's on her fifty's, it's not appropriate for her to go to a bar, right?I roamed my gaze around the house, it was somewhat old compared to our house which is too modernized, even a single old thing can't be seen there."H-How did I went here?" I asked, frowning. I felt the sudden aching of my head when I tried sitting down the bed.My gaze locked on the wet pillow I used. Did I cry while I was asleep?"It seems like you had a nightmare. Do you want to talk about it?" she asked me but even me, I don't remember what my dream was