Shaan fell silent. His eyes blinked repeatedly, as if he couldn't believe what he had just heard. The little girl finally spoke. He never expected that such an unexpected moment would make her react.
"No." Shaan shook his head. "This pocketbook belongs to someone, and I plan to return it," said Shaan, wiping the dust off the surface of the pocketbook. "Why do you ask?"
"…No. It's nothing." The little girl hid her face behind the elephant doll in her hands. "That pocketbook just looks very similar to my sibling's, but I don't know, maybe it's just a coincidence."
"Oh, that sounds like a coincidence." Shaan smiled. "What's your sibling's name?"
Before the little girl could answer, Chelsie shouted his name. Shaan quickly slipped the pocketbook back into his pocket.
