The Love that Never Really Dies

Sasha signed the sales and purchase agreement for Wand residence with Bryan without a second thought. According to him, he was initially thinking of transforming the Wand residence into a commercial building when he bid for it during an auction. Nevertheless, he changed his mind as the local authority was focusing on the development of New Town lately. Thus, nothing was done to the residence ever since it was under his possession.

As for Sasha, it was a blessing that nothing was done to the house. She shuddered as she pushed open the door and entered eagerly. At that very moment, she was overcome by a wave of inexplicit emotions as that was the first time since she last stepped into it seven years ago.

As expected, there was not the slightest bit of change to everything in the house and the yard. Even the furniture looked exactly like the way they were when she left seven years ago. The only difference was there was dust everywhere at the moment.

Sasha walked around sorrowfully. She scanned every corner of the ground floor before she went upstairs to have a look at her parents’ room. After that, she went to her own room and Xenia’s room which was next to hers.

Xenia? She pondered for a while before she pushed open the door and entered Xenia’s room instinctively.

Xenia’s room was about the same size as hers. When her parents brought Xenia back to stay with them in the house many years ago, they treated her exactly like their own daughter. They catered to her needs well by giving her everything owned by Sasha as well.

Other than the dust, the room was exceptionally messy. There were piles of things on the small couch and bed. Besides, it was a total mess on the desk as well. It seemed that Xenia had never tidied up her room all the while.

Sasha could only tiptoe into the room and roughly looked around. To her surprise, something among the piles on the desk caught her eye. She found a diary with a lock underneath the piles of books.

type of diary that was very popular during her high school days and was well-liked

to jot down their daily thoughts and

curiosity, she unlocked the diary effortlessly with a pin. The next moment, she was

place, Sasha’s

place, Sasha’s

place, Sasha’s fourth

did she have a record of all my manuscripts in this diary?

was mainly recording about her manuscript! Xenia even listed the relevant titles of Sasha’s

she mean by that? Did she send my manuscripts there? What was her intention to do so? Was there anyone waiting for her at the so-called “usual

even married to Sebastian at that time. Apart from that, she was still staying under the same roof with us

of questions; her mind turned mushy. Fortunately, after flipping through the diary again, she managed to spot a phone number on the front cover. It was as if Xenia had purposively jotted down the phone number on it, so it was not easily traceable by anyone.

whipped out her phone at

Enchantress, do you need any room reservations?” Sasha was stunned when the languorous