A TASTE OF THEIR OWN PILLS

"Mhmm," she watched his eyebrows furrow together, creating a thin line as he answered his call. She wondered if something unpleasant happened. She diverted her attention on the cherry blossoms, pondering over what he told her. He just mentioned Jane and the man from her dream called her Jane too.

Why isn't she figuring out this maze? Why does everything seem like a daze to her? Maybe the Jane he talked about might be different from Jane the man from her dream called her. She shrugged and waited for him to be done with his call but she had this eerie feeling inside of her that something doesn't feel right.

"We should leave," he injected as soon as he hung up the call. He darted his eyes all around the park, trying to catch a glimpse of what his manager called him for.

"Wait, what?" She tilts her back at his order. "You can leave if you want. I just got here and wants a lone time for myself."