Debra’s POV:
“Elena, where did you get this photo?” I asked in shock.
“I saw it at the donation box today,” Elena explained obediently. While she spoke, she looked at the photo lovingly, as if she cared about the Little boy in the photo very much.
“The donation box?”
It suddenly occurred to me that Caleb had indeed stayed there for a while. Perhaps he inadvertently dropped the photo when he pulled money out of his wallet.
But what was the relationship between Caleb and the boy in the photo? And why did Elena insist that this was her brother?
Full of confusion and bewilderment, I knelt down until I was eye Level with Elena and asked, “Elena, how can you be sure this is your brother?”
Elena pouted. “I just know.”
𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯.𝘤𝘰𝘮
She looked very persistent and was offended that I doubted her.
I softened my tone and continued to ask patiently, “Have you ever seen him before?”
0.” “Do you know his name? Where does he Live?”
Elena looked stunned and shook her head. “No.”
She stuck out her lower lip, which trembled a little. Obviously, she wasn’t happy with my questions. “I just know he’s my brother!”
I rubbed my temples, feeling a little helpless. No one knew better than me that it’d be impossible for Elena to find her brother.
Because her brother had died a Long time ago.
“Well, since you Like the photo, you can keep it.”
As Elena was growing up, no one wanted to play with her because of me and my status in the Xeric Pack. She had always been alone. It was unusual for her to be so stubborn about this boy. I really didn’t have the heart to take the photo away from her, so I gave it back to Elena.
I decided to stay for dinner at Anna’s house to make things up to Elena. I tucked her in before leaving.
“Debra, don’t worry. She’s doing well here.” Anna comforted me.
“I’m so glad I have you, Anna. Thanks so much for everything.”
After a brief chat with Anna, I left her house and looked for a taxi.
But before I got far, I noticed another shadow under the street Lamp besides mine. The footsteps of whoever was behind me were very Light, which was particularly strange in the quiet night.
