Chapter 57 We Shall Be Neighbors in the Future

• Slowly, Cynthia lugged her two suitcases out of the Centurion Hotel and stood by the roadside, taking a long stretch.
• Finally, she was no longer staying at a hotel. Even though the hotel had many services that other places wouldn’t, it still lacked a sense of belonging.
• Her mother’s memorial tablet was still inside her luggage. When she finally reached her new home, she would be able to find a place for it.