~Dahlia's POV~
Shortly after Grandmama Lupe's surprising recovery, she fell fast asleep, leaving me now to battle with the demons frantically swirling around my head like a tornado.
Leaving me to piece together the scattered pieces of puzzle she had tossed at me earlier.
I struggled to understand as well as shake off this strange encounter with this lovely woman who was both creepy and sweet all at once. But the more I thought about it, the harder it was to shake out the strange familiar feeling settling at the base of my stomach.
Something definitely didn't feel right to me.
Or perhaps, something felt 'toooo' right to me.
Maybe it was the way she seemed to understand me more than everyone else I've ever come across in my life, or maybe it was her gentle spirit, her fierce tongue and her snarky remarks that made me feel so on edge.
I shook my head. "No, it wasn't that."