Mr. Impossible, completely living up to his name, backs a step away the same time I do.
This didn't make sense.
I have to be sure...
At identical moments we both bring our hands to each other's faces, pulling down the white cloth. I gasp in shock as his features show who he is, who I am, the same.
What?
"You're a...and I'm a...I thought I..." He stammers, the voice the man in my dreams had. I stay silent, shocked to do anything.
Mother said she was the last one, at least that was what she thought her entire life. Another family must have been here, had a child.
But how?
I raise my hand to his cheek, watching in awe as he leans into it subconsciously. I had an effect on him, and his skin had an effect on me as I felt sparks flutter across my hand, shivers rolling down my spine. I tr
