Evangeline
I woke up inhaling a familiar scent. At first I was too lazy to open my eyes, but then I recognized who I had always smelled that perfume on. Lars. My eyes shot open and I realized that I was in the arms of my stunning boyfriend, my head resting on his chest.
"Am I dead?" I asked, not believing that Lars was actually with me. He looked down at me and gave me the charming smile that I had missed so much.
"No, Angel. You're still alive, and so am I," he whispered and kissed my forehead.
"But that's not possible, you... You were dead," I said not comprehending what was happening. "Put me down," I commanded. He sighed and put me down on the floor, steadying me as I stumbled a bit, my mind still a bit hazy. I looked at him from head to toe and then cupped his cheeks, before slow
