"A party?" Raine felt her mind was running very slow upon hearing this information. She couldn't believe it. How could she believe it?
Without a second thought, Raine jumped down from her bed and rushed toward the mirror inside her bedroom. It was a mirror that was as tall as her.
She stood there and watched her reflection with ragged breath and her heart thumped wildly against her ribcage, as if it would burst in the next second.
How could this happen?!
Raine looked at herself in the mirror. Her figure when she was eight years old.
If tomorrow was her birthday, then today was the day after that attack, the first day that turned her life upside down the day after her parents were killed.
But, no!
They were alive!
"Honey, what happened?" Her mother approached her and bent her body to look at her daughter's pale face. "You are pale? Are you sick?" she asked in concern.
