Chapter 4 Reborn Anew; Luanna ‘Maria' Cross
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Third Pov;
After many years have passed, it is now the year 2007, May 15th. As this young woman here is named Luanna Maria Cross. For today is the twenty-sixth year of her birth. But on that day, she had no idea of the secret that was kept of her existence from long ago till now.
'Luna'; Luanna for short works full-time in a flower shop. For she sells, creates, and even manages them. So that they can be either delivered or picked up right off the bat.
"Hey, Luna, day-dreaming, again, are we now?"
"Oh, good evening, Raphael."
"Luna, we've been friends since the fifth grade, and I've told you to just call me Ralph. Raphael is too long, and it sounds like an old man's name."
"That may be true but, in a way, you Raphael, are an old man since you're in your early thirties. And I just didn't get enough sleep last night, alright."
"It was those dreams, again, weren't they?"
"Yeah, but this one was different than usual."
"Different than usual, like how exactly?"
"Well-Oh, a customer. Welcome!"
You see, for the man before you that she was talking with was none other than her friend, and part-time co-worker; Raphael Jones.
He was always there for her, especially after the death of Luna's parents when she was fifteen years old, a tragic traffic accident had taken them away from her.
Lonely, yes, she was, but with the help of Ralph and his family standing by her side from grieving their death. By taking her in as their family member. From even helping Luna move out of their house and to create a life for herself.
Although ever since she could remember Luanna has had strange dreams of a village, and a castle filled with millions of roses from different varieties. And along with it, she witnessed people that in some way she had known them as if they were a part of her, like how friends and family are.
However, at the same time, she didn't know them at all, as if they were complete strangers to her as well.
Though, on the day before Luanna's birthday, this strange dream stood out most curiously that night. A young man that she had never known before, yet, it felt like in a way she remembered him in every detail of her entire life.
And with him, he was talking with a woman who was her but at the same time, not her. They were so happy, smiling, and laughing together as their days were endless.
But, when Luanna had awoken from that dream, she was crying and couldn't even see his face clearly. Though, she remembered calling him these specific names;
("Phantom, and Luka.")
And ever since then, that dream she had with this feeling that somehow, someway that she'll see him again, but no doubt in real life.
Luna's Pov;
(Two weeks have passed since that night I've had about that young man. But, after that, no other dreams have occurred since then, only ones about Luka and strangely that woman who looked like me in the process.)
Now, in the early evening, Luna was scheduled to deliver a medium bouquet of red roses to a unique address. And when she had finally arrived to offer them to the house.
Or should say mansion that looked to be deserted of some sorts, yet manageable. It looked decent enough, though the interior itself should have seen better days.
A little scared she was, but Luanna was assigned to deliver the flowers. It's part of her job so she can't complain much about who even lives here. While thinking this, Luna finally ranged the doorbell and address herself.
"Hello, my name is Luanna Cross, and I've come to deliver the flowers you've ordered."
She waited for at least three minutes until a man dressed all in dark clothing came and answered the door. Though, the moment she saw his entire appearance, Luanna quietly said this one word out to him; a name.
"Luka."
"Excuse me?"
"Oh, sorry, sir. What I meant was that-!"
"Don't worry Miss Cross, though my name is Luka, Luka Heinz. So, I was wondering how you knew my name when we never even met before?"
"Lucky guess then, I think. Hahaha."
(Honestly speaking I don't know why, but I felt a connection to him the moment our eyes had meet dead center to one another. And when it happened, I suddenly addressed him as Luka.)
(It was as though he were the young man from my dreams since their form was quite compatible, and on how their age of being in their twenties could be seen through. Though I don't know-how. But I felt it in my soul that I've known this man in some way or another.)
("I'm sorry. For I made you wait so long, my love.")
"Huh!? Excuse me, sir, but did you hear a woman's voice just a second ago?"
"Sorry, no. Can't say that I've heard anything."
"Right, oh, here are the red roses you ordered sir."
"Thank you, and you can just call me Luka Miss Cross."
"What? But, you're a customer so that would be inappropriate."
"True, though after this order I will become a regular. By then, would you please call me by my name, Miss Cross."
Of course, she wanted to politely decline his offer, but couldn't. And that was because of one thing; his silver eyes.
(It's like they've awoken something sleeping deep within my body. Like these eyes are nothing of this world or any other known on earth.)
So. Instead of declining his offer, Luna accepted it.
"Alright, then. It's a promise, okay, Luka."
(Though, the moment I said that it was a promise to seal the deal his eyes had suddenly shifted.)
"Are you alright, what's wrong?"
"Huh? Oh, it's nothing to worry about. Just I had someone that was once important to me back then that I made a promise with."
"Pardon me for asking, but was the promise fulfilled?"
"Yes, it was."
"Oh, look at the time! I should hurry back. A pleasure doing business with our shop, until then."
"Right. Until then, Miss Cross!"
Luka's Pov;
(Luanna Maria Cross, finally we met again after so many years have passed. Welcome back, into the land of the living, my precious Rose.)
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