JACKSON
What the hell! How on the earth was this possible? I could not interpret if I was happy or shocked. After seeing Naina's picture from childhood, a spark of electricity ran all over my body. I felt goosebumps all over my body. Was this for real? I had really found my Misty! Naina is my Misty! God!
How could I not recognize her when she was right in front of me? How could I not recognize her eyes, her serenity? How could I be such an ignorant asshole that I didn't recognize my Misty? Well, even she didn't recognize me. She didn't mention even once that she had a friend in her childhood whom she addressed as Oreo. Why would she? Almost every time I met her, it was either business-related, or we argued at other times.
That was the reason that she gave me somewhat familiar vibes. I
