Chapter 52: The Stranger

Freda’s POV

My cheeks were hurting but in a good way.

Trey had been making jokes about the little things. It was a good thing we were drinking and there was a high chance that I won't be able to remember most of it. It was a good thing that I was this carefree, I did not understand what it means to lose myself and just let myself be free. This was the first time I felt like myself in months. Even with the tireless efforts of trying to make sense of my identity irrespective of the slow change I was passing through, it was refreshing to have a nice conversation without having to think of the possible ways that you might get into trouble if you choose to be clear with the person whom you have chosen to speak to.

We were both laughing over our taste in movies and music and it turned out, he had quite the taste but I have concluded that maybe I was the alien who had chosen not to connect with the world with its current waves at which it was moving. Time was indeed an incredible thing, to s