On the other hand, Frank Parker couldn't sleep at all.
The little bunny eye mask was tainted with the faint, sweet scent of the girl, which kept creeping into his nostrils.
The delicate sweet scent was like a kitten's paw, scratching at his heart.
Scratch by scratch, it tickled his heart.
Only then did he realize why people say girls smell sweet.
Although he had been around many women, Frank didn't like the perfume they wore.
He always found it a bit pungent.
But the sweet fragrance on Joanna didn't irritate his nose, nor did it feel greasy – it was a scent he rather enjoyed.
It was faint, as if it almost wasn't there.
He had remembered this sweet scent for ten years.
Even after so many years, he would recognize it immediately upon smelling it.
Suddenly, he recalled having asked Rebecca Kelloway about it before.
Why she didn't wear that perfume anymore.
Rebecca Kelloway's answer was that she didn't like the scent anymore.