January 28th, 1895 — Greece
Noémie had been drawn to Greece's sun-kissed hills and crystal-clear waters; she'd had a special place in her heart for it. She had spent countless years exploring the picturesque country after Vladislaus had decided what he had agreed on that fateful night many years ago. Noémie knew she needed to return one day; that day was today.
One evening, she would hear music and laughter coming from a nearby location. She'd followed the sound; her curiosity had now been spiked due to such noise. Noémie's gaze soon fell on a group of locals gathered around a table, seeing that they were singing and dancing to the rhythm of traditional Greek music.
It was evident that the scene enchanted her. Noémie would soon realize that Greece had been able to give her more than just the vivid memories that she had all those years ago when she first arrived. It had been able to give her a sense of belonging.
One evening, she would hear music and laughter coming from a nearby location. She'd followed the sound; her curiosity had now been spiked due to such noise. Noémie's gaze soon fell on a group of locals gathered around a table, seeing that they were singing and dancing to the rhythm of traditional Greek music.
It was evident that the scene enchanted her. Noémie would soon realize that Greece had been able to give her more than just the vivid memories that she had all those years ago when she first arrived. It had been able to give her a sense of belonging.