Samantha fidgetted in her seat, the fear in her heart consuming her slowly. Although she had stopped crying, she could not stop worrying about Alastair. This was the first time she was experiencing such strong emotions and suddenly, a fragment of memory flashed in her mind. However, the memory lasted only for a moment and before she could comprehend what she was seeing, it had already disappeared.
However, she had not missed a faint silhouette that wanted to hold her and from the features of silhouette, she had an inkling that it was Alastair. It was as though she had faced a similar situation in the past and was reliving the moment now. She did not know why she could not brush off the feeling of familiarity she was having and instantly, her fear turned strong.
