Peter had become engrossed in his memories of four years ago. Even though he was drugged that night, he recalls her angelic face. Except for today, he had never seen anyone who resembled her in the previous four years. It was early morning when he awoke today, but he didn't feel like sleeping more, so he went to the balcony for some morning fresh air. But the first thing he noticed was a lovely lady sitting in the garden of the mansion next to his. Her eyes were closed, and she was dressed in a hot yoga outfit. He knew she was the girl he saw the night before with just one look. But as time passed, he became aware of this face's resemblance to the girl from four years ago. When he was focused on her, she opened her eyes and their gazes met. That's it, this is her, he reasoned. However, she
