“Photos, photos,” Paul muttered, unable to recognize who was before him.

Josie stepped forward, noticing a stack of documents in the red box. Below them were various trinkets, and even a medical license. She was somewhat taken aback, as she remembered leaving these items in Mason Garden back in Wavery.

The last time she saw them was when she was finalizing her divorce from Dexter.

Why are they here?

Paul continued to mutter about a photo. Josie grabbed his hand. “What photo? Tell me about it.”

“A photo of Jo with her hair braided,” Paul replied very seriously. “I can’t lose it…”

Josie paused. She roughly knew which photo Paul was referring to. She took out her phone, removed the phone case, and there it was, the tiny photo hidden underneath. Ever since she left two years ago, she had always carried it with her.

“Is this the one?” she asked, spreading it open in her palm.

Paul’s eyes lit up as he immediately grabbed the photo, clutching it tightly in his hand. “It’s Jo. I’ve found her!”

Josie, whose face was full of sorrow. He froze. “Are

question, it nearly brought Josie to tears. “Do you recognize

fleeting, she still held onto a sliver of hope. She grasped Paul’s hand. “It’s me, Jo from the

at her, struggling to recognize her. He then tightly gripped her hand. “Jo, have you returned from university for

deep breath, realizing

back for the holidays. I can

give you some more.” Paul spoke cautiously, fearful of being overheard. “I’ve been secretly working

face was filled with

the verge of tears again. “Thank

entranced as he gazed at her face, his eyes slightly open. “Why do you look so pale? Have you been overworking yourself

little. Pop, what

“Of course, I would fight for you. Who is it? Who hurt you? Is it that boyfriend you’ve been talking about? I’ve said it before, he’s not from our

tears. She bent down to hug Paul. “So, if anyone dares to

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