(Myra's POV)
I don't know how much time has passed, but it feels like an eternity. I peered open my eyes the next second, and this time, the scene completely flipped. It was no longer pitch black. It was dark, but visibility wasn't bad.
"Arrrggghhhh~ … ughhhh~ …" as I tried to look around the place, gauge the situation, my head, it buzzed again. It was as if someone was pounding something over it. It is killing me right now. I took a moment, composed myself with breathing exercises~ …. Inhale …... exhale ... inhale ... exhale. Though the ache didn't vanish, it surely minimized to some extent.
I tried to focus once again, but my eyes darted all over the place. Realization dawned on me as my brows furrowed at the familiar landscape. 'Why am I here~ … ag~ain, huhh?' I recalled I had seen this very place in one of my many dreams/nightmares. It was the same place where Lia, a.k.a. Amy, confessed her heartfelt feelings to Denver, a.k.a. my biological father.
