The person who entered the room was Fred Meyers, whom I had been trying to meet. Accompanying him was Mr. Meyers, who had given me a ride.

Fred and I locked eyes for a moment. It had been four years, and he looked older. His once jet-black hair was now salt-and-pepper, and he appeared slightly leaner.

He gazed at me for a while. "Is it really you, Ms. Chloe?"

"Fred, it's me! Chloe Hartz. Long time no see!"

I felt somewhat self-conscious about my current state.

"You need to lie down! Lie do