Semua Bab Pique: Bab 1 - Bab 6

When Ava opened her eyes she found herself lying in a familiar and comforting cushion. It was a beige couch she used to fall asleep in, while waiting for dinner as a kid. Though it was not the reason why she was in awe. She can't believe what she saw. When she stood up, the whole atmosphere shifted from their old house's living room into something grand. She was sure that before she lost consciousness, she was transported by an ambulance to the hospital.  Am I dead?  She wanted to say it out loud but no voice came through. This better not be heaven or is it hell, stepping up its game? "You really have some serious trust issues, kid. Sorry to burst your bubble but it's neither of the two." A v

While Ava was traversing the timeline from Cirro back to the present with Emett, she heard the wailing ambulance and the screeches of the stretcher tires as it wheeled in the background.  Doctors asking for the patient's initial details and giving instructions to the nurses. Mixed voices of people talking, announcements on the intercom, crying relatives and laughing children chime in. As well as the machines beeping all at the same time. It almost made her head hurt hearing those sounds all at once. "Will we lose her for good this time? I can't take it love. She's still got so much ahead of her."  When she heard that familiar soothing voice, glaze with worry it's as if those grating noises faded in the background. Her right hand automatically flew to her mouth and found herself staring at Emett. He shone the brightest in his golden aura against the

Ava was about to grab the door knob but it was opened for her. She went in and  was dumbfounded seeing the actual interior and ambiance of the place. It was blindingly fancy. From the sparkly chandeliers, furniture and enticing aroma of foods. Busy waiters and waitresses, shuffling through customers and their orders. The type of place where well off people drop by for one pricey cup of coffee just because they can. She immediately felt the status gap sink in. "Welcome to Clique Cafe, how may I be of service to you today, Milady?"  Her eyes held back from wandering when she heard that submissive greeting. She clicked her tongue in annoyance yet found herself compelled. When her green eyes met hers, she felt like she was in a trance. Sensing familiarity even though they were complete strangers.