She woke with a gasp, jumping inside the covers. She could still feel the sun warming her cheeks, could feel the wings, white and gold, flapping around her. And most of all... His words. His promises, his love, his passion.
She looked toward the window, the moon hung low in the sky, and everything was silent. She swung her legs off the bed, and strolled toward the bathroom. Turning on the warm water, she hung her head over the sink, her hands gripping the sides of it.
She couldn't believe in something that never was. But the dreams, the memories she was having... They are killing her from the inside. She couldn't live knowing that Alexander would never love her like he did in her dreams. She wanted to forget him, to never have met him. The dreams would be so much more endurable if she ha
