Chapter62

#Chapter62

The wind whips through my hair, cold and damp. My feet are bare, the grass soft beneath them.

Dawn is almost breaking. The sky a canvas of blue and pink.

I'm standing in a field, behind a white picket fence, gazing at the rising sun.

/"Angelica./" His voice calls gently from behind me.

As soon as I hear his voice I know it's a dream.

My eyes squeeze shut for a split second, my heart clenching in pain. Not because I don't want to see him, I want to see him more than I want to breathe, but because of the realization that as soon as I wake up he will be gone and the pain of losing him will be almost too much to bear.

I turn slowly.

My eyes finally meet his gentle grey ones.

He seems so real.

His dimples flash as he smiles. Even the scar on his cheek is there.

I haven't forgotten a single thing about him. The thought gives me comfort.