1 Prolog

No one could have predicted our first meeting to be like this.

Two worlds clashing with one another.

On this day there were blood, shouts and many worried people.

It brought back memories from my first months on death.

I remembered a woman and a man, who i called Mom and Dad, shouting at each other and throwing plats and knifes.

I remember that i cried very much.

Only one person could make me stop crying. And that was my grandma .

She didn't came often but always have nice words to say. Grandma Noona was a very hummble and kind person with a a big hat and always wear old skirts. My kind Noona wasn't very pretty but her smell always calmed me down.

As a child I often dreamed, she would take me me with her, but that never happend. Noona would come and go, but never safed me from this place.

Sixteen years after that however, was different.

This day of the encounter.

Totally unexpected.

I was laying on the floor, i was hurt and slowly opened my eyes.

What i saw then changed my whole life.

A beautiful face, shinning and sparkling, looked down at me with an empathetic look. The person scrutinized me from head to toe, smiled and lend me a hand.

And maybe i blushed a bit in this moment, but who knows …

,,Are you ok?"

His question was so honest and sincere, that it almost moved me to tears.

No one had ever asked me this as if they meant it.

At this time i didn't know that i would never be alone anymore.

Had i know, i would have run out of the room right at this moment.

Luckily destiny had other plans for us.