"It seems you're still the person who understands me the best..."
"Uh..."
"I'm talking about between friends."
"Of course, after all, we've known each other since childhood!"
"Oh right..." Jonathon Gibson wiped the corner of his mouth with a napkin, "I've got something for you."
"Huh?"
Jonathon Gibson took out a delicately wrapped square gift box from under the table and handed it to Christine Quinn.
"What is it? Why do you want to give it to me?"
"Because it's yours."
"Hmm?" Christine Quinn was quite puzzled.
"Open it and see..."
Under Jonathon Gibson's expectant gaze, Christine Quinn slowly opened the gift box.
It turned out the box contained a photograph—specifically, a photo from when she was seventeen.
Christine Quinn suddenly became ecstatic, "You found this photo for me..."
Yes, this was taken by Hilda when she was seventeen.
