"Flora, are you alright?" Amelie asked worriedly as she grasped her younger sister's arms. "That lady didn't do anything to you, did she?" She was panicked thinking it must be Ophelia, who approached Flora.
"No. But why are you reacting like this?" Flora was confused. "Do you know the lady I met?"
"Flora, maybe I know. What did she tell you? What's her name?" Amelie questioned.
"She didn't tell me her name. I kept asking her, but she dodged that question," Flora replied. "I did feel something odd about her. She insisted that I wear this locket if I wanted to recover what I had lost," she added.
Amelie's brows furrowed. She felt it was definitely Ophelia, who was trying to create a stir using Flora.
"So, were you going to wear it?" Amelie waited for her reply.
