Chapter 16
Dylan glanced at the reclined passenger seat where Heaven sat. Her eyes were closed, body curled on one side as spirals fell around her face. He observed her chest, but not to admire the way her skin glistened in the sunlight. He focused on each rise and fall, noting how the rhythm matched his. It was as if they shared the same breath.
They did. At least, that was his mom’s theory. And what an insane theory it was.
You breathed life into Heaven’s dying body. That’s why you were crying when you were born. You sensed her loss and tried to save her because she’s your soulmate. You two are part of something bigger, something you can’t comprehend yet.
His mother’s riddles left him numb and confused. How was any of this possible? Then again, how had he dreamed of Heaven before the
