She gradually shed the shadows of the past and returned to the crowd, even if the person she is now is not truly Ellen Candi.
But it's already very good.
Aldana sat on the sofa, watching Ellen, dressed in sportswear, come down from upstairs. Her long hair was tied up high, revealing a delicate oval face. When she saw Aldana, she walked over and greeted her, "Hi."
Aldana looked at her and smiled faintly, "Hi."
Ellen looked at her, hesitated for a moment, and slowly walked over to sit opposite her.
Her gaze fell on her feet, and she asked, "What happened to your foot?"
This was their first conversation in so long. Although Ellen was recovering bit by bit, perhaps because of her face, Ellen was reluctant to get close to her.
After all, they looked so much alike, and no one would like someone who looks exactly like themselves.
"There was a small accident, I can't walk anymore."
"Will you never be able to walk again?"
"Mm. Missed the best time for treatment."
