Last Rain Of The Season! ❤ #Part11

Ashley's mind was cluttered with a confusion, she wondered if her conjecture was actually true or is she taking a decision too soon.
She wondered how to talk to the "stalker".
She muttered to herself,
"You there?"
There was no reply from the other end. She thought of looking into the lake again. The same result faced her. The most confusing one for her. She tried to connect the dots of her conjecture. She wondered what she think was actually true or is it too stupid to even exist.

Ashley saw herself in the face of the lake. This was the third time when this was happening to her.
From herself in the mirror, to her shadow and now, her own reflection in the face of the lake, everything indicated just one thing to her.
She was in a desperate need to talk to the stranger. She wondered if she'll find him or her waiting for her at her place.
In a swift of action, she landed inside an auto which frantically took her home. She entered her room in a thud, gasping hard for more air to clear her clustered mind. She ran up to the mirror to see if she could talk to the 'mysterious soul'.
Panting heavily, she asked again,
"You there?"
A flying paper plane came crashing into her balcony. She went to check in it.

It read: Found the clue?

"Yes! I did, but I'm not sure. How can it be?" She replied in vain. She was drained of being a victim of such an unpredictable life.

Another paper plane paced in through the air towards her. 

It read: Tell me what it is? I'll decide then, or else more clues will pay you a visit.

She was surrounded by scepticism if she should or should not, yet she did because then it will help her clear her own mind only. 

"I think it's me. You are 'ME', but how can it be? How can 'I' be 'You'?" She chuckled on her own words. She wondered how weird was she sounding.

Paper plane paid her a visit and this time it shocked her. She couldn't believe her eyes, because for her it was next to impossible.

#ToBeContinued

#Maisha