Tell Me It's Not True

That day, the sun had not yet fully departed. The rest of the heat emitted during the day still clings to my skin in the form of sweat that makes my body feel sticky. Wow, I want to hurry to take a bath with Pasha using my homemade soap.

I looked at the area outside the window that looked beautiful even though it was exposed to the hot sun. The sun's light also hasn't completely faded except, for the carriage I'm riding on that begins to enter the forest area. And because our house is located in it with many towering trees around, the area is already quite dark. It's like entering into a different world.

“After this, we will take a fresh bath with your little sibling, Pasha. Isn't this fun?"

“Bbuu-haa.” Pasha giggled.

Pasha's face as he laughed cheerfully reminded me of Dylan. The shape of his mouth and the golden eyes that gleamed when he laughed, was a copy of Dylan. Doesn't throw away any of Dylan's best features.

"I miss him."

"Pa-ppa?"

"Mhm. You must have missed him too, right?”