Part Five
Three years ago
'Mine.' whispered two voices.
"Ram! There you are. What are you doing here? Let's get you back to the main hall. You haven't eaten yet, have you? A woman in her 30s approached the boy by the music door and grabbed his hand leading him through hallways back to the main hall.
The young boy, still dazed from the encounter with the vanilla strawberry scented boy just let his mom drag him back to the party.
When they were back to a room full of people, the twelve year old suddenly felt a feeling of loss. Snapping back to reality, he remembered the encounter.
'Wait. I need to get back there.'
Without caring about the hand that was holding him earlier, he ran back to where the wonderful scent led him a few minutes before.
'He's gone. Where is he?!'
He dashed
