- Who is it this time ? I hope it isn't who I thought it is. Jude. A part of me wants to see him but another part wants me to stay clear away from him but my heart crave for him. What the hell was wrong with me?
- The sound of knocking came again. This time it was louder. That jerk!
- I limp to the door and opened the door. Then my eyes met that straight, black haired woman who looks just like me. The older version of me. Mom.