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Laila
The sky is bright when I open my eyes. The grass is soft on my back, and the delicious scent of honeysuckles and lavender hangs heavy in the air. I breathe it in and smile. It's a beautiful dream. Everything is warm and full of life. I don't want to wake up from it.
"Laila," a voice calls out. I run my hands through the grass before sitting up. The dress I'm in is so white it glows in the sunlight, almost in an ethereal kind of way. "Laila."
I glance over my shoulder and see a woman I don't recognize. She's beautiful with long, whitish-blonde hair and dressed in a white gown similar to mine. "Hi," I say to her as I get to my feet. "Do I know you?"
She smiles and shakes her head. "You know my younger brother … Beck. My name is …"
"Ella," I finish for her. "I've heard a lot ab
