HIS wife looked fragile. As he looked at her encased in ice, with her hands on top of her tummy as if protecting the child inside, he felt the wave of guilt wash over him.
Aldus saw the past as if it had just happened.
Francine was already in that same room at the orphanage. Teresa, a seer that they met in the early 1900s, told him something that he did not believe at first.
"She will wake up but through other means. I'm warning you not to do something you will regret in the future." Her eyes were like silver orbs when she gave him that warning.
The third time they tried to wake Francine, he was left inside the temperature-regulated room. He saw her fingertips move a bit.
"My love?! Francine!" He took her hand. His hopes flared up, wanting to finally hold her in his arms. It was short
