Chapter 389 Fire And Candles

"Desmond? Are you okay?" Cecilia called, sensing that Desmond's mood had turned strange.

Desmond snapped out of his stupor with a faint memory of those afternoons in the music room, the memory of his father calling him his pride. The feeling of heaviness around Desmond cleared, his footsteps became steady, and in an instant, Desmond had already caught up with Cecilia, who was walking ahead of him.

"I'm fine. I just remembered some things from the past."

Cecilia did not need to ask; she just kept silent and continued on her way to the orphanage while her mind wandered to a foreign concept for her; the family. Even when Cecilia faced those who had been victims of the tragedy, she couldn't help but feel envious, a part of her wishing she had at least met her parents, even if it was briefly.