Slowly opening my eyes, I heard a soft voice humming beside me.
Looking straight ahead, I saw a boy sitting in front of me with golden hair softly blowing in the wind as he looked at me with the softest expression I have ever seen anyone make before.
He was humming a tune that seemed to have escaped my memories.
I couldn't help but want to go back to sleep as he continued to stroke at my hair, humming.
But as I looked at him, I could also see the colour of the sky turning orange and only then realised how late it had gotten.
Quickly sitting back up, I looked around me in a panic.
The garden is still the same as before but calmer and there is no one there except me and Jude.
"Good morning, Meraki."
"What time is it?" I asked, looking around the place.
"It is only about to be five, Meraki." He chuckled looking at the watch on his wrist. "What is wrong?"
