CHAPTER 1
Emmett
THE PAST
She’s back!
After four years of her strangely loud absence, leaving an unbearable void that I was barely able to deal with, Angel is back!
Greedily, I take in the evidence, seeing her for myself with my own eyes.
Sure, she’s sleeping and completely unaware that there’s a jerk whose heart is beating out of order gawking at her, but that’s beside the point.
The only point to note is this: she’s back…
She came back to me!
Heartbeat.
Heartbeat.
Heart… attack…
It’s the middle of the night but I couldn’t wait.
I broke into her room to confirm this one thing… and it feels like the thing in my chest is going to burst as I stare at her in the dark.
I don’t even need to switch the lights on.
I don’t need an instructional guide or a map… I’d find her anywhere.
She’s back!
I stand in the shadows, watching her suffer even in her sleep.
Almost as if on cue, she tosses over aggressively, giving me a chance to take a good look at her face.
I’m nowhere near prepared for what I find.
My heart screeches to a stop, my eyes greedily taking her in.
When the hell did she become…this?
I have surveillance images of her from these past four years, but none of them have ever done justice to the utter creation of beauty I’m looking at now.
Jesus Christ.
The blood in my veins starts to heat up.
The muscles in my body contract.
My breathing speeds up into stutters.
An entirely intense reaction takes over my body, my mind, my heart, and my soul as I stare.
Every atom that makes me a living, albeit dying, person reacts to the sleeping girl so much so that for a moment, I stop breathing.
Gone is the little girl I met during a snowstorm, angry at me that I don’t take life seriously.