Dorothy felt a pit in her stomach. âDo you want to know what your husband is doing with this woman?â
âYouâll know when you come to Golden Manor 18!â Back at the villa, Alex placed the music sheets
aside and closed his eyes, pondering for a brief while. Placing
his hands onto the piano keys, he started playing the song.
The beautiful yet melancholic melody filled the room. Zendaya started singing as well. Their mental
power merged perfectly once again. âYears go by, seasons pass, our souls have wandered apart. As
memories flash down the road to hell, love will
return to our hearts. We may yearn, but donât you cry. Weâll see each other at the end of time. Iâm still
reading, reading the past, trying to recall what would make us last.
I hold our promise in my heart, where could you be, my lover from the past?â Her singing was clear and
sorrowful, echoing through the room. Alex continued to play the piano as Zendaya sang. However, the
two made eye contact throughout the whole
song, connecting with each other with their minds. Alex felt as if he had seen his past life. He had been
waiting for his lover for an eternity. It was as if he could
see a beautiful woman walking down to hell because she had waited too long for her lover.
After the song ended, tears streamed down both of their cheeks. Zendaya walked over to him slowly
and Alex stood up. The two embraced each other tightly as if they were
lovers from their past lives. A while later, the illusions from the mental power wore off. Despite this, Alex
didnât push her away and asked, âI felt like Iâve actually seen the road to hell, is that what
you were singing about?
Did you compose this song yourself?â Zendaya replied. âYeah. Didnât you ask me why I like singing
about past lives?â
âWhy..?â
âThatâs because I have dreamt about it a lot since I was young. In the dream, I was waiting for a man in
a
quiet alley in South California, yet he didnât show up! The things you saw must be what I dreamt of.â
âThatâs actually quite interesting.â
âDonât you think this is fate? Youâre the only one who could feel my dreams. Do you think weâre lovers
who
have been separated in our past lives?â Alex felt slightly awkward. âWell, itâs a dream, Iâm not sure.â
Zendaya said, âI think youâre the person Iâve been looking for all this while.â
âBut Iâm married.â
âSo this is what they call âright person wrong timeâ? Do I need to wait for our next life? But Iâm not sure
if
I would be able to find you again. What do I do?â
âUhmâ¦â This was too hard for Alex to answer. Zendaya didnât need him to respond. She cradled his
face with both hands, still sobbing.
She said softly, âKiss me!â Closing her beautiful eyes, another few drops of tears streamed down her
cheeks. Just as he was about to kiss this woman in front of him without hesitation, the villa door flung
open and a
group of people barged in. This snapped Alex and Zendaya back into reality. âWho are you people?
Who let you in?â Zendaya yelled coldly as she pushed Alex away, visibly upset.
Alex, on the other hand, realized that a woman was standing at the very back of the group. The color
drained
completely from his face. That woman was his wife, Dorothy!
He rushed up to her.
âDarling, Iâ¦â Dorothy was expressionless. âTell me, Iâll listen to what you have to say.â
Alex said, âWhat if I told you that nothing happened between us?
Would you believe me?â Dorothy didnât say a word. A man next to them kicked a used condom. âWho
are you trying to fool? What is this then? Donât tell me you
guys were trying to make a balloon out of this.â