Chapter 77

• MARCEL'S POV
• This place brings back memories. Memories of solitude. Times they were spent here alone when I wanted to escape the world. But here she is beside me, smiling and talking about everything and nothing.
• I can sense her excitement to be around nature and to wander, and I wish she were here beside me as a little boy. As a friend, I was terribly in love with but couldn't tell because all the boys were all over her, and I didn't believe she'd glance at me.