Chapter Two Hundred Forty Eight

Emily.

Gwen and I were walking down the road filled with flowers, Gwen was busy making a stop at every flower to either touch or smell them but me, I was getting impatient. We have somewhere to be and yet she had to make a thousand stops in a minute.

I wanted to speak out but for some reason, I couldn’t say anything or do anything, I could only watch Gwen move around from one flower to the other, sniffing and giggling happily to herself.

I wanted to resent her for being this happy, I wanted to take the smile from her face but I couldn’t do anything.

So I did what I could do, I stood there and watched everything unfold even though I had to remind her of the place we needed to be.

I let out a sigh as Gwen made yet another stop just to watch a freaking butterfly. It seems like I could only move when she did and stop when she also stopped.

I let out a sigh and closed my eyes and then opened them a minute later but instead of seeing myself in the fields filled with flowers, I saw mys