Valentine Teller walked down the steps of the company's entrance, and a van stopped right in front of her.
She looked closely; it was the same one from a few days ago.
A flicker of joy arose in Valentine's heart, and the car door opened.
"Miss Teller, we meet again."
It was the same man, his smile still so fake, smiling without warmth.
"What's the result?" Valentine stood outside the car door, eagerly looking at him.
These past few days, what she wanted to know most was the result. They had come to see her; could it really be...
Her heart suddenly raced, nervously watching the man.
The answer was almost in sight, and her blood surged with excitement.
She finally had family, was she dreaming?
Why did it feel so unreal?
From now on, she was no longer alone; she had family connected by blood.
"What do you think?"
The man didn't answer, instead he asked her back, the curve of his mouth widening, looking at the tense-faced woman in front of him, beckoning: "Get in the car."
