Chapter 78: Connor [1]

The old man gaped in surprise. The lady wasn't denying it, and her silent smile was enough affirmation for him. It was a given—he could barely recognize the young woman since the last time he saw her.

Lyra's smile grew as Huey continued to play with the Nintendo, uncaring about anything else. She took off her cap and let her hair flow, framing her face. The old man's face grew a shade brighter, and he blinked his eyes, burning her visage directly into his retinas and mind.

Lyra had changed so much in such a short time since the last time he saw her. Her hair was longer, her skin whiter and more milky, she had grown taller, and now exuded a more alluring charm. Lyra's eyes were like two beaming gems, and staring into them for a moment made the old man forget to speak.