Roselyn's POV

“What? Roselyn? How could you have misplaced your suitcase with another person's? You are still yet to get over this habit of losing your things, huh?” Evelyn scolded as we rummaged through the suitcase.

“We might be able to find a lead to the owner of the suitcase, but how come this person has the same type of suitcase like you?” She questioned.

“I wonder the same,” I replied, still rummaging through the suitcase. “Maybe we just happen to have similar taste in ...