Spell

Chapter 920

"What?" Eucali's eyes widened. "You mean one of the people who came to visit you really was someone you knew?"

"Maybe..." Hesta was somewhat dazed, unable to process what was before her. "I don't know."

Eucali spread the registration form out on the table again. The "Reason for Visit" section was written in District 3 Language, while the "Name" section was clearly in District 14 script.

"Does this handwriting match anyone you remember?"

"I can't tell," Hesta said quietly. "It's been many years."

Eucali fell into thought again. After a moment, she turned around. "Could it be a scammer? Say, someone heard you used to have a friend like that and is impersonating them to get close to you?"

"That's possible too."

Hesta poured herself a glass of water.

Though she had never given up hope that Boheng had escaped alive, she had thought of her old friend less and less over the years. She had never imagined they might "meet" again like this one day.

Boheng was alive? He had come to her door mixed in with a group of merchants, seeking help from her when she had only just arrived? Hesta felt at a loss. What had he been doing all these years? How did he know she had come here?

...And why would Boheng be in District 12?

Too many questions had no answers. Hesta lay on the sofa and covered her eyes with her arm.

She could no longer remember what Boheng looked like at all, but perhaps when he truly stood before her, she would still recognize the traces of who he had once been.

At dusk the next day, when Hesta stepped into the apartment building carrying some convenience food and a pack of bottled water, she saw Ligo leaning against