Rosaline's P.O.V.
Forty minutes later
We all were settled around the dining table for the grand repast. The silver plates were decorated with scrumptious, mouth-watering meals and the expensive glasses were filled with exotic liquors. Everyone was engrossed in some important conversations related to their Mafia business and looked quite happy. Except me.
My plate was filled with plenitude of food. I was badly famished earlier but now I had lost my appetite. Although I kept my posture composed but my mind was huddled with a lot of questions. The encounter with that green eyed apparition had thrown me into a puddle of unwanted and scary possibilities. But was it really a reality or an illusion?
~Flashback
"How can you forget your master....Puppy?"
