Arwen's brows knitted slightly as she followed the line of Gianna's gaze, noticing something lying on the floor —half tucked under the sofa, half visible to the eye.
"Seems to be a sheet of paper, I guess," she said, already reaching forward to grab it.
"Oh, that doesn't look like a sheet of paper," Gianna observed as she watched Arwen pick it up. "Is it a photograph?"
Arwen nodded. "Yes. It must have fallen off the album, and none of us noticed."
Thinking it was just another ordinary picture; Arwen was about to slip it back into the album when Gianna halted her.
"Wenna, at least see that picture once," Gianna insisted. "What if it's the picture you have been looking for?"
Arwen no longer wanted to get her hopes up. Still, she turned the photograph over to check. Maybe, deep down, she still couldn't stop hoping.
What if …what if this really is the one?
And the moment her eyes caught the glimpse of it, she froze.