SCARLET’S POV

I could feel the gentle and sweet breeze blow across where we are, filling our skins with Goosebumps. Apart from the breeze, every other thing stood still, even us.

That old and pleasant smile, the type that can only be felt at the old hut. It hit passed through my nostril one more time bringing with it peace and tranquility, a type that I have almost forgotten existed.

For a moment I was lost as to the happenings around us. Everything looked and felt so different. It felt as if I was back at the old hut, waiting to hear Nana’s tiny and soothing voice.

I sighed and...