C82 HE WAS NOT DEAD.

“I’m sorry.’ glancing up at the person I knew who the person was.

I was dumbfounded.

In my whole life, never did I expect I was going to meet him again.

“Gerard.’ I whispered and his eyes widened, staring deeply at me.

“Is that really you?’

He questioned. “Who are you?!’

I grabbed his collar with rage, filling up and rushing through my veins. “Who am I? After all these years