#Chapter29

She is back to her room, lying down on bed. She has her little pin, playing with it. She sees the koi fish and it looks like she is about to fall asleep.

{Am I dreaming again? I guess I am. I’m talking, I know, but I can’t hear myself speaking. I’m sitting on the beautiful grass spreading. Ten women are sitting across me. They all wear black and white. Are we mourning?

They look at me, seems they really listen to what I say. They all have beautiful amber eyes.

It seems that I’m not hiding who I am. I actually feel proud of being a woman.

I...