"Isn't it nice?" Sarah asked, smiling; they were both getting a massage which was a good choice by the way. They were both lying face down, bare to the waist and enjoying the solemn from the inbuilt speakers.
"Yeah" Mia replied….unable to take off the image she saw earlier from her mind.
Why did that place feel so familiar? And why did she assume it to be her room at first glance?
Her room looked nothing like what she had seen earlier..not even close…
Is she recalling her past or has her brain just decided to mock her?
"Spill" Sarah said
"Uhm?"
"Spill. You have something on your mind..what is it?" Sarah asked.
Has she always been this predictable?
"It's….nothing really," Mia said.
"You're a terrible liar Mia, you know that right?" Sarah informed.
"I know" Mia muttered
"It's o
