“Dead?” she mummered, her face scrunched in confusion
I wiped my eyes, then pinched myself “ow” I groaned, okay, this wasn't a dream.
“You're real?” I asked, my voice laced with uncertainty.
“Well, I am, or I should be” she shrugged
“Lacinda?” I called out, just to be sure.
“Is that what they call her?”
“That's your name,” I muttered, still looking at her, not knowing what to feel,
“sit” she pointed at a chair
But I stood still, frozen, my eyes trailing her every movement, how is this possible? I had so many questions, many thoughts were running through my head at once
What was going on?
“You look like you have a lot of questions, but first sit” she ordered, stiffly I walked to the chair and sat.
My mind was blank, staring at her, I brought out the frame I had taken from my
