Chapter 115 The Gathering Night
(Can you be with me...?)
She read aloud the letter craven on the wooden paper. And when she opened it, the artificial butterflies flew and she was surprised. But even the butterflies looked cute, she was still confused about the next words that the letter wanted to say. She flipped the paper to know if there was a continuation of the letter but even she looker for it, she failed.
"Harsha, who do you think will give this to me?" Hirre asked as she looked the entire paper. She was wondering since her grandpa did not give that kind of paper on her since the paper was really looked like a rare wooden paper. It blooms like a new bloom flowers in the midsummer.
"Don't assume Hirre. Maybe that letter was with the dress and shoes that your grandpa give to you. Its part of that things." Harsha replied and Hirre shrugged her shoulder.