Kimberly's POV:
My heart skips as I see Ashlyn in there. How did she come here? How? I run to her and hug her tightly. I feel as if I find someone whom I can call friend amidst the war, among the enemies.
"Ashlyn! I am glad to see you over here," I say as I hug her.
She freezes for a while and then, she pushes me away from her. I feel her push has no attachment at all. She stares at me like she has never seen me before. I see disappointment filled in her eyes and she is confused what is going on at this moment.
"Who're you? What are you guys doing over here?" she asks as she dusts off her shoulders and other parts of body.
"Ash…lyn," I call out her name.
"Ashlyn? Who's that? I am Rachel," she says.
"Rachel?" I get perplexed. Is Ashlyn extremely disappointed with me that she is refusing to know me now?
"You don't know me, Ashlyn? Who am I?" I point my index finger to my nose as I ask her.
