Collins had a blurry memory, a memory he only recognized himself, he remembered laying a lady he couldn't recognize on the same bed.
" what's wrong?", Lyndia's question disrupted the memory,
" umm nothing, I just felt like I've done this before like I've laid an injured lady on the same bed",
' Isn't that when they returned from the lord's den?, is he trying to recollect?', Lyndia quickly said,
" It's nothing, I do feel the same sometimes so it's natural",
" I guess so, I should start going",
" yeah, you should, take care",
" just speak some sense into your sister, she should stop being a nuisance",
" she's not a nuisance, she's... she's just going through some pains",
" pains?",
"Never mind, have a safe journey home ", she said smiling, and gently pushed him out. He stood still after she closed the door,
" why do I feel strange, everything is looking weird and awkward like everyone is hiding something from me. Which I need to find out".