Maya’s P. O. V.
Spencer left.
And I did not bother to stop him at all even when I had a lot to ask him once again. But before that I felt the need to gather up myself from the shock as my mind has already been brutally messed up by Spencer’s certain words. I could not think more. I felt like I had no courage to figure out the reality without taking any time to calm myself down first, so that I could digest the truth.
I never knew that all the answers to my questions were always present there right in front of my eyes, it was just that I could not see them until now. And it took just a second for Spencer to lift up the oblivion from my eyes so that I could be introduced to the very reality from which I kept running. Our reality.
But I still cannot believe that it is not just me who
