Ch. 147

"Sam, we need to talk." I sat up, so I could look at him.

I forgot about his hand that had been slowly creeping down the side of the couch. His hand lightly touched my back and goosebumps shot up my neck. There was a small spark, remnant of the one I would feel with Toni. What is this?

"I'm listening." Sam smiled at me, lightly rubbing my back with his fingers.

I felt myself melt into his touch for a moment, before I snapped myself out of it. I shook my head and pulled away from his hand. It took everything in me not to lean forward again and let him touch me.

"Why do you have some of Toni's memories? I know these images are coming from you. Explain, because it makes no sense to me." I demanded.

Sam froze alongside Evelyn.

"He can't tell you, at least not yet. You'll get your answer in a week now." Evelyn spoke for him. I didn't like that answer.

"Why can't he tell me?" I was getting upset.

"It's against the rules. He'll be punished by not receiving his angel. You must be pati