Chapter 2: Second Chance
The blinding silver light made Rose’s eyes ache, causing her to shut them tightly. She waited for a few moments before carefully opening them again, only to be met with the sight of a youthful-looking Dustin staring at her with a bewildered expression.
Questions swirled in Rose’s mind as she struggled to piece together what was happening. Where was she? Why was she still alive? And why did Dustin look so much younger than she remembered? Was this some kind of dream, or had she somehow been transported to another era?
Fueled by confusion and fear, Rose began to take in her surroundings, scanning her surroundings with a growing sense of unease. Suddenly, her body convulsed with shock as she realized the impossible truth — she was somehow pushed to another time, back to her younger self.
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"Are you alright, Babe? Just now, you look so weird. I called you many times, but you only stood like a statue..." Dustin laughs while touching Rose’s forehead, trying to feel her temperature. Maybe she was sick?
"I... I’m fine!" Rose felt like throwing up when seeing Dustin stand so close to her.