7

I blinked once. Twice. Rubbed my eyes. Was it really her?

Was it alcohol I just drank?

No, I was sure it was not. But she was right there, in front of me.

“Kate?” I blurted, my voice half-lost in the noise around us. “Is that you?”

She smirked. “W–What are you—How did you—? I mean… is that reall...