Once Cara announces to me that the Scepter selection will start this coming Monday, I find myself running away. Now, I stand in front of Pablo’s inn, my horse tied up on the tree. If it is the same Scepter challenges, it will last for a month. Perhaps, this will be the last time I can see Aaron before my life deviates from what I initially planned after waking up in this timeline.
The wind is blowing, and I tuck my hair behind my ear, remembering that the previous timeline, this is about the same time I should cut it. I approach the inn, and I’m about to push open the door when I hear girls giggling. So instead of opening it, I peek through the side window, the one closest to the bar.
Somehow, I am afraid to show myself in case I don't like what I’ll see. There are girls around him, but
