Torturous sensations he never felt before crawled in and possessed him as tears flowed down from his face nonstop, accompanying the droplets of rain on their downward journey.
As he looked at the motionless figures in front of him, he denied that what he was seeing was true.
'I must be dreaming.'
'This is impossible.'
'N...Nia... is probably still sound asleep upstairs, while I'm dreaming in here. I should wake up first.'
'I... I cannot lose her. This is not happening. This is not real,' Luke repeated mentally.
He still could not believe everything happened so fast. His mental processing was unable to catch up.
When Sonia's fingers started twitching, and her bent limbs returned to normal, Luke's orbs constricted.
He knew that was odd.
Sonia's white locks gradually turned ink black too... and after several minutes, she pushed Jake away and sat up.
