MYSTY
When I woke up, I thought I was in a dream. My gaze landed on a massive photo of Reed. He looked handsome in his navy blue suit; the white with a dash of navy color bow tie stood out. But why was this photo here, and where was I again? Where’s Uno right now? He was nowhere I could see; he must be in the restroom.
Confusion built inside my brain when a coffin appeared in my line of sight. Who died? The last thing I remembered was Uno and me in his Xavi drove home because Sir Pogi called him.
I saw Honey charging toward me. Her eyes painted pain and sadness.
“Uno, I didn’t expect you to come,” she said and sat beside me.
Oh god! I’m in Uno’s body, and this was a funeral for someone related to Honey. I asked her who had died. When she muttered Reed’s name, I walked out of ther
