Wendy
“Wendy.” Reed turned to face me completely.
He reached up, his long fingers gently tucking a windblown strand of hair behind my ear. His knuckles grazed my cheekbone.
I didn't step back. I didn't make up an excuse about the air conditioning or aggressive bushes.
I stayed exactly where I was, tilting my face ever so slightly into his touch.
"You look beautiful today." He said, his thumb lightly stroking my cheek. "You have looked beautiful every day. But lately... there is a light in your eyes that I haven't seen in a very, very long time."
My heart thumped a slow, heavy rhythm. "I feel awake.” I whispered honestly, my eyes searching his. "I don't know what happened in the years I can't remember. But I feel like I am finally seeing everything clearly. I am seeing William. And
