Breaking Free, Loving Again -The Flash Marriage with Mr. CEO novel Chapter 367

"Photo album?" Gianna asked, scooting closer to take a peek at it. "What did you want to check in that old book?"

As she asked, her eyes focused on the pictures Arwen was flipping through. "These …" she glanced up at and continued with an awe expression. "Aren’t these from your childhood?"

"Mm-hm~" Arwen nodded with a slow hum. "It’s from the days of my first school. I got these pictures at that time just to remember all the faces."

"To remember all the faces?" Gianna didn’t understand. "Why would you have to do that for that reason? I mean, if there is someone truly important, you would remember him no matter what, wouldn’t you?"

People keep pictures to save up the memories. It was the first time she had heard that someone was keeping pictures to remember their faces.

Arwen didn’t explain. Not because she didn’t want to, but because she didn’t know what to explain. She didn’t know herself. The reason felt absurd, but it was true. She kept all these pictures so that she wouldn’t forget the faces she was once acquainted with.

She usually doesn’t have the disorder of forgetting faces, but she doesn’t remember any of these faces anymore.

With time, she thought it was natural for her to forget. After all, she was too young to remember it all.

But all that was just the reason she gave to herself so that things didn’t confuse her more.

Arwen flipped through the pictures —one after the other.

Normally when someone does that, they get the feeling of nostalgia …

But here, she was looking through it all blankly.

She was searching for something … or someone, but even turning more than half of the album, she couldn’t find the similar sense of familiarity she that was hoping to find.

Had she been truly over thinking it?

Maybe she was…

"You are simply flipping through the pictures, Wenna," Gianna suddenly frowned, not finding the sense in it. "Can you please at least elaborate to me what are you trying to find? If you can then, maybe … just maybe, I will be able to help you in it."

But Arwen didn’t answer. She didn’t know what she was trying to find there. It was just a feeling … of familiarity, maybe —that she was looking for. And she couldn’t elaborate that, could she?

When Gianna didn’t receive an answer to her question, she pressed her lips in a thin line and didn’t probe more. Sitting beside Arwen, she just looked through the pictures with her.

In every single picture, Arwen looked beautiful than any other kid. It was like she belonged to a completely different world than them. One look, and anyone could tell the different aura and glow that Arwen had.

"You were quite pretty when you were young," she commented, and Arwen still didn’t reply.

Just like that, soon they reached the last flap of the pictures, and still Arwen couldn’t find anything that could satisfy her curiosity.

When Gianna saw her closing it, she glanced back up at Arwen, only to find her expression … nothing but disappointed.