"Presbyter Cecelia, here we are."

"What? Oh."

Cecelia replied absently to Marvin, then glanced around casually.

Marvin led her up a hill. They stood on the hillside overlooking Silver Moon Bay not far away. Strangely, Cecelia thought the hill looked familiar, but she didn't know where it is.

"Marvin, where is this?"

Cecelia had no mind to think about it. All she can think about right now is that picture of her in the box. Marsha was right. Nathan, before his memory was sealed, loved her dearly.

Cecelia sighed.

Mother, you have really left me with a big problem...

"Presbyter Cecelia, are you listening?"

"I am."

Cecelia’s mind pulled back...