l blinked my eyes hard and I thought that maybe I was seeing things because I was so tired. But she was real. She was standing there with her fiery red hair falling loose around her shoulders. She looked just like I remembered her, but also different.
She looked older and more confident. It felt like a ghost from my past had suddenly appeared right in front of me.
"Annabella?" I asked. My voice was just a whisper. I was in total shock. "What are you doing here?"
She shrugged her shoulders like it was no big deal that she had just popped up out of nowhere. A small, smirk played on her lips. It was a smile that said she knew something I didn't.
"I’ve been here for a couple of months," she said casually. She picked up an apple from a bowl and tossed it in her hand. "Dad thought it was saf
