I see the crowds, lots of them in front of Mrs. Seth's flowery shop. Instead of the happy faces people usually have when in her shop, I see the otherwise.
I look at the sky, the sun's beginning to settle, making my thoughts go to the beast. Quickly, I run to the scene to see Mrs. Seth crying with a shriek coming from her mouth every now and then. Somber wash down my veins. I don't need to be told what's happened. I already guessed it. Anyone from Mulan can already guessed it.
"How... Mrs Seth?" I whisper, knowing there's a little chance she will hear. I pass by the crowd and near her, hugging her after she's been unwrapped by her relatives, whom are calming her.
"Kara..." She sobs, her voice breaking in between the hug. "He...he was just..." I sooth her back. "He wanted to go check the
