Ava’s POV
“Hello,” I woke up in a place that was more like a garden.
The sun was shining at its peak, and the aura from the flowers was a balm to my wounded soul.
“Neva, are you there?” I called out.
But I was met with just silence.
“Hello, beautiful lady,” A voice had jolted me out of my thoughts.
Looking behind me fearfully, I tried so hard to swallow the lump in my throat.
“Hello, who are you? Show yourself,” I replied in fear.
All I could feel were a breeze and shadows, one that passed through me at regular intervals.
“Hello, Ava,” finally a feminine audible voice spoke from behind me.
Turning back slowly, I clenched my fist, and partly shut my eyes.
“I’m not here to hurt you, sweetheart. You can open your eyes now,” She added, placing her hand on my shoulders.
And just as
