Grace sat staring into space. She was still a little dazed from what happened at the airport. She couldn't quite comprehend if it really took place or if it was nothing but a dream.
A tiny part of her wished that it was only a dream. However, she knew, with the way her heart was still beating way too fast, it was too far from being a dream.
"Here." Kristofer offered, placing her order of latte in front of her. The cool air-conditioning did nothing to chase away the heat from creeping on her face.
Absent-mindedly reaching for it, Grace took a sip. It was still scorching hot but she hardly noticed it.
"That was a dream. Wasn't it?"
Kristofer stared at his friend helplessly. She was still floating and Kristofer couldn't think of anything to do to help her.
No one could actually help her. She was on her own and Kristofer could only sit and watch as she fought with herself and what she was feeling for that stranger.
