“You must be shocked that I knew you are not from this era.” The stylist said as if he has just read into my thoughts. I just remain still and speechless for the next few moments. “Don’t worry, it’s not like I could read minds. I already told you that,” he added saying in response to my silence. Everything he said shocked me but his last word, above all, rings a bell. Did he just say he already told me? But I haven’t met him before? And then a flash of memory came back to me flashing the same very scene where I thoughtt she could read my thoughts as well, then perhaps could this stylist be—? But before I could even ask him, he took a few steps back and took the water bottle beside the vanity box. He then lifted it above his head after opening the cap. And as the water pours all over h

