Book 1: Chapter 62

“Edward,” Aliyah called softly, sensing the dangerous aura that was surrounding him, “it’s me,” she whispered, hoping he could hear the hidden meaning in her words.

Edward stared at the girl in front of him, her long deep brown hair cascaded down her shoulders like waterfall and then the face from his dream last night flashed in his mind and slowly it merged with the one in front of him. A stinging pain in his head made him take a step back and he winced as he grabbed his head in his hands and squatted down.

“Edward,” Aliyah called worriedly, squatting down in front of the man and placing her hands on his, surprised that she couldn’t feel whatever pain he was going through.

Edward winced and grunted softly in pain as memories flashed in his mind, all about one girl, when she was laughing, when she was smiling, when she was twirling in circles in the garden and the flays of her skirt surrounded her, making her look like a blossoming flower and he could remember that