Chapter four: Images

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Recap:
Luca is still not over the shock that Laura Morgan, a person he has believed to be dead for two years is very much alive and healthy too. This resulted to alcohol and memories. Then his bestfriend, Julian walks in just to see Luca in a very depressed state, something he has thought he won't go back to after his decision to send him to Oaks Haven, a place far way from his past. Luca tells him that Laura is alive and he saw her. He doesn't believe and tells Luca that maybe he saw wrong and its Impossible for someone to be brought back from the dead after two years. But Luca doesn't believe and is fixed with the fact that Laura is very much alive.
Still in doubt, Julian tells Luca that if she's alive that they would cross part. Since Laura didn't make any effort talking to him, and it seems spending time with her will be difficult with the way she behaved, Luca comes up with a plan. By the looks of it, Julian isn't sure if his plan will work, whatever it is.

And that's what you forgot😊
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Curiosity.

That is what Rachel could define her life as. If she is ever asked about what she thinks about life, it will be that, life itself, is one big curious thing, that is never satisfied with the person who lives it so it sends whatever it could, trying to see how long it takes before the person gives up or when you get swallowed with frustration, trying to pull and 
take whatever it could. In Rachel's case it wasn't life who had all the curious thoughts but her. 
First, it was her accident which she still did not know anything about and if you asked her, she hadn't even been to bothered about the event of her accident up until now.
Then waking up without a single image of her past, and there is thee unexpected visit of her parent and their sudden need for her to move back to Georgia, 
the psychic visit that turned out different from what she expected and now the one that had awakened all the locked up questions in her head, the one 
that made her question who she was. It made her curious of her past life and what it had to do with the psychic prediction. It made her to think about what the psychic had said to her but nothing about that crazy woman 
had to do with what had been bugging her since yesterday ---it made her question what else was installed for her, what else does she not know about.

Sighing, she rested her back on the soft chair and closed her eyes as she sensed an head ache forming, bluntly  ignoring the man teaching in front of her, drowning out his words as they flowed. This is what last night had done to her, occupying her every  thought and every move. The man's voice replaying in her head over and over again.

Laura His voice echoed in her head just like it had done that afternoon, a day after the psychic prediction. She could still remember how he sounded like, how sweet his voice was and how it had tugged something in her, something she could not explain. She could clearly remember those 
shinning blue eyes and how she wanted to drown in them, how she felt something so familiar. And she could also remember what he had said after, what had slapped her back to reality and drove her away. It would also be the reaction of anyone who had heard what he said or anyone in the receiving end of his intense stare.

What did he mean by that.

That's a question she had asked herself over and over again since last night that it had affected her , including her work. Just last night, after she excused herself from that man whose name she's yet to discover, she had 
done something she had never done while at work. She had mixed up two different orders ,twice.  And then, to add a cherry on top, there was that face he gave her when he turned. Why did he look at her that way? Did he 
know her? Was he from her past?

"Hey, Rachel" feeling the light smack on her arm, Rachel snapped  her head to  the petite blonde scowling at her, so fast that she thought she had a low crack in her neck ---at least that was enough to snap her out of her 
reverie.

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