Prologue
I fell in love with the man in my dreams when the world didn't know him yet.
A time when sunshine didn't come and the world forgot to laugh.
When music was sung in the most ordinary language and dances were danced in the most common way we knew.
ONCE when the world was young and I was nineteen years old, I met him with all his shining imperfections and love him with all I've got. And six years later I could still remember the look on his eyes, the scars on his back, the length of his shoulders, and the handsome features that keep circling in my mind ever since then. Six years later and I still remember everything.
This is the present now. But this present precedes the past. His past is my present. We meet in a different timeline. And found love along the way.