Andrea woke up when she was at the beach. The white sand was on her feet.
The wind was hitting her face. Andrea was smiling while looking at the beach.
'This feels so nice.' she says as looking at the beach-wearing sunglasses.
'Mam, what would you like to drink?' a woman asked her. She smiled and shook her head.
'I don't need anything.' she said. The woman left.
Dreb was at his office when his secretary went in.
'Here are the papers, Mr. Mendoza.' he then handed the papers to Dreb. While looking at the documents, a sad expression was drawn on his face.
'She really did it?' he says and sighs. He got his pen.
'I'll sign this later.' his secretary bow down as he left his office.
Dreb leans his head on the back of the swivel chair. 'She wants to do this?' he asks and gets his phone in his pocket.
He dialed Andrea's number.
