Chapter 64

Zayla’s POV

“Happy birthday to you…!” A chorus of giggles and applause surrounded me as I celebrated my 20th birthday back at the orphanage.

‘Odd.’ I thought to myself, feeling some sense of deja vu after blowing my candle off. I try looking around if I could shake the feeling off, but the more I look around, the more I feel like this has happened before. Which is pretty impossible as this is the first time I’ve celebrated at the orphanage. I always had a lonely one at home wherein I’d finish a whole wine bottle by myself as I nibble on my steak. My phone is in hand and I idly scroll on social media.

There is definitely something odd because though I try to do something that I think could shake off the deja vu feeling, my body and my mind feel like it already has a course to follow. It’s like I don’t have a mind of my own and my body is not entirely mine the more I try to resist the tug.

“Say ‘cheese!’ everybody!” I say once I get in the middle of the