*Olivia Jillian Hunters’ POV* --- “They got into a car accident at the same highway crossing you had, Oj. No one knew it would happen because it was an accident, of course. Dad died on the spot, while Mom… She was rushed to the hospital. I still got a chance to see her and talk to her.” Sydney began after saying hi to her parents and introducing me to them. Then she sat, crossing her legs, in front of their tombstone, and I looked at her face.  I saw how a warm smile crept on her face, and she continued, “She told me not to be sad, that I shouldn’t cry, and I need to be strong even if both of them will leave me behind. But I did cry, I felt sad, and I became vulnerable. I’m just human. But what I had put in my mind that Mom had told me before her final breath was… I should live my life doing the things that could make me

*Olivia Jillian Hunters’ POV*---I sighed in frustration, shaking my head because of my dearest burglar’s carelessness. There were shoes’ dirt tracks on the white tiled floor, heading to the dumb blonde’s hiding place, and it was why Mimi knew someone could have been hiding inside my walk-in closet. And she’s not wrong.I ran back to where Sydney could be, and I saw Mimi with a broom in her hold had been slowly peeking at my hanging dresses and jackets and opening closets here with the hopes to find the thief she was looking for.Hmm, where could Syd have hidden?“Sydney? Where are you?” I called out my companion, and I chuckled as I realized she wouldn’t answer me. Oh, I know what she had been thinking now, that I am the dumbas

*Sydney Roswell’s POV* --- I wiped the tears that streamed down my cheeks as I thought of the person so dear to me who must have left me forever. It's all my fault. I could have done more. I could have tried more.  What if she really was gone? What if she's never coming back again to me ever? “Where are you, OJ? I'm so sorry. I failed you.” I whispered with a broken voice, and my tears fell from my eyes again as I sobbed. I decided to head out of the bathroom to do something I didn't know if it would still be used. I want to accomplish the mission that we would finish together. But most likely, I would just sulk on my bed and cry and bl

*Olivia Jillian Hunters’ POV*---“I can’t see her, but I can hear her voice and feel her presence.”I looked at the woman in surprise when she confirmed that she could indeed notice me.“Really? Wow, that's so cool! Did you hear that, Oj? She could hear and feel you.” Sydney told me excitedly, and I turned my head to look at her and say, “I could be a ghost, Syd, but my hearing is still here. Yeah, I heard her. And yes, it's awesome!”Then I looked back at the woman and asked her, “How is it that you could feel and hear me? Do you have your sixth sense or something?”She nodded her head lightly, and I gasped. "Wow!"

*Sydney Roswell’s POV*---“This is you, isn't it?” The familiar woman asked me, looking straight in my face like she was scanning it, and I don't know how to deny her claim.I looked closely at the picture in her hold that she showed me, and I remembered that I was inside OJ’s little brother’s room in this shot. And I presume they have CCTV there. Very nice! I took a deep breath to keep calm, and I stuttered in reply, “Uh… well, I….” Then I turned my gaze to OJ, who had been trying to wave both her hands near Mimi’s face, and I tried to think hard about how I would explain everything to this woman and how to convince her not to let these policemen take me to the st