The moment Viola’s eyes fluttered open; she met those beautiful pair of warm grey eyes that she’d long to see. A smile came to her lips as she reached out and touched the side of his face. He leaned down to her touch and then grinned. She felt her heart melt. She kept telling herself to never fall for him but he smiled and before she knew it, he got her heart.
“Reed,” she whispered.
“Hi,” he whispered back, “Why are we whispering?”
A giggle escaped her lips and she sat down. She stared at her surroundings. Everything was white. She looked at Reed, “Where am I?”
“You can be anywhere you want to be actually,” he replied.
She furrowed her eyebrows, “I’m dead?”
He laughed; the baritone laughter that she’d long to here, “No. You’re in a place that’s in between. It’s not heaven. It’s anyth
