Grace’s POV
?I notice that she stops from walking. She smiled and shook her head. “It's nothing. I feel like I remember something important. Let’s go?” she says. I nod and wait for her. She smile when she saw the river.
“Whoa. I remember when I meet a boy in a river in my hometown. He was lost and crying. He thought behind the falls is a cave full of anacondas and bats,” she says.
“What did you say?” Raphael asks.
“Should I repeat it all?! That’s too long. But okay, I’ll say something. It's about a boy who lost to a river and—” Raphael grabs her.
“Which place and date?” he asks.
“You’re interested? Don’t tell me you're jealous of that memory of mine?” she asks.
“I was asking the province, but I didn’t say that I’m jealous about it,” he murmured.
“Okay. In Kyoto and if I remember right… it's summer by then. Why?” she asks. He shook his head. But it does bother him and I can tell that.