At the Isadore Company, Damon read the file in his hands. The file wasn't very thick it was rather very thin for a property file, the file was about the old house present in Damon and yours old neighborhood.

The two of you were born in the same neighborhood but after the incident both your parents decided to leave to another more safer home. While your parents choose to live somewhere far away from that neighborhood, Damon's parents decided to move to a foreign country of course only after a few years during which they lived in a nice home right next to yours that's why he and you were pretty close since birth.

A frown was on Damon's face. He had now bought the house but he would have to go visit it someday, to see whether someone actually lived there or not. Even though he bought the house legally under the government, there could still be people there atleast that's what they told him on the phone.

The person on the phone told him, they would check in advance but Damon was still needed to make an appearance on the site of the property bought along with the person.

Leaning back into his chair, Damon fixed his tie and wondering whether if this was a really good idea but there was really no other choice.

You grinned handing the novel to the librarian as she than gave your book a stamp and returned it to you.

On the book cover there was the picture of a beautiful woman in a wedding dress, smiling at the camera as she wore a pretty rose crown on her head. She looked like she was about to burst into tears but she looked truly happy.

The library had rows and rows of shelves filled with books that were shockingly filled meticulously in the correct order. The library also had a second floor where more  books were kept but it was rather special because it had many long horizontal windows with the best view allowing sunlight to reach into the even darkest corner if the whole library.

Wherever you were here it brought peace to your mind and you could tell it was the same for many more as it was always filled with the exact right amount of people.

Leaving the library, you directly went out to the gates.

At the gates only a few people were leaving as it was already a bit late.

" Um hello?" You heard a meek voice, turning around to see a young teenager with brown hair and orange eyes.

"Yes?" You asked.

"Um you lost this....?" The young boy said while handing you a white handkerchief.

" hmmmm?" You hummed looking down at the handkerchief in your hands " no, I dont think its mi-" you stopped mid way as you had raised your head back up only to see the boy running away at lightening speed.

"Huh..." with that you were left by the strange boy, gaping in the middle of the road with a handkerchief.

Now you were at home, on your bed.
Scaning the handkerchief,It was clean, no words written on it, no initials. It was not even dirty but it did have a cute boundary design on it like the ones she used to have in her childhood. Actually it was a children's  handkerchief ' why would he give me this?' You thought trying to figure it out like those dectatives in the movies
But you got no idea.

" I'm home" Damon's voice came from the livingroom snapping you out of yours thoughts making you hurriedly place it into the drawer next to your side of the bed before quickly leaving to greet him with a hug.

"Welcome home"