Tiara's POV...
"Crown Flower. I called you crown flower."
For a while, I muddled up along with my brain sinking just like drowning in the pool of thoughts. Crown flower? Why? I just told one people on this earth to call me crown flower. And it was a long ago.
Though I don't remember his face, I don't know anything about him, still, can it happen to be related to my thoughts?
I shook my head, shaking off the thoughts before it could heighten. "Why?" I asked, seeking further information to invade some sense in my thoughts.
He held his gaze at me. "I will let you know later." He replied, his eyes kept surveying me with a smile like a Cheshire cat.
Now, I lose it. I narrowed my gaze at him. "Die land. Stop playing with my temper, can you?"
He shook his head. "I can't. Not today. At least. Now..." He paused and held my hand as he came beside me. "Let's go." He pulled me to his car. My mind hung in my hazy thoughts.
