Forty Eight

Melody's POV:

That girl. It was me. That girl was Melody. Her eyes were the same as mine. It was as if I had just looked inside a mirror. That girl was me, but I don't remember doing any of that.

"I'm asking you something." He said.

His voice pulled me back into the reality. He looked nowhere near that boy. That boy was so happy. His eyes were so happy. This one didn't, they looked empty.

"What?" I asked.

Asher.

But what was he doing here? What was going on with me? How could I see people who just disappear into thin air?

"I asked you what you are doing here?" He asked.

I looked at him in confusion. There was this strange feeling inside me when I looked at him. He looked at me like he didn't want me here.

"I...don't know." I said as my voice dropped into a whisper.

I wanted to tell him what I just saw. My insides were screaming to tell him.

"You shouldn't be here." He said in a firm voice.

I inhaled a shudder and wrapped my arms around myself. I'm going to tell him.

"You were so h