Warm rays from the window flooded the room, some falling on Lena's face. She stirred a bit and herveyes fluttered open. Feeling well rested but still groggy, she sat up half straight and scanned her environment.She was back in the house and this room? She thought, confused at how she ended up back in. Her last recollection was from the forest, with that strange woman, she tried recollecting how she ended up back here but things weren't adding up.Throwing the duvet off herself, she felt odd as she stood her vision fuzzy with different spectrum of light interfering with her vision. Is she hallucinating? After some while it cleared up and she felt oddly powerful, strong even. What a weird way to start the morning? She was already confused with her existence to be experiencing these things things.Tired of her hair being like a wild bird's nest , all over the place, she folded it into a low bun and sauntered outside her room. Xander wasn't around the last time she was 'awake' still no

She started narrating how she met a particular woman with white glowing skin, white lush hair and eyes with no irises. It sounded like a narration out of a fantasy fictional world. Xander tried to wrap his head around her narration. Supposedly she met this woman who doesn't fall into the average spectrum of a human because her description was far from human. She paused for a while, trying to arrange her thoughts. “She said she knows me, but my present self can't recall her.“ “What does she mean by she knows you? “Xander had to ask, feeling confused as she went on. Lena took another spoonful, chewing thoughtfully. “Well… according to her, my forgotten self knows who she is or might have an idea. She also referred to me as her child.“ He had a mental flip. “She knew you lost your memory and identity?” He was finding it bizarre he was buying into this. There has to be a sort of explanation for this. No one except him and Lena know about her lost identity. Well, if he's to give that

Your scar has faded, Lena. You seemed to healed physically, at a very fast rate and yes you have the prettiest eyes.“ “Since the fear of your own reflection has been cured, can we look for some fishes?“ He stated, but she was ahead of him. She dug her hands into the pool immediately she sighted one and caught average sized one with bare hands. He blinked at how good she was with this and with barehand? she giggled at the silvery aquatic fellow wriggled in fright in her tight hold. “Where did you learn how to do that?“He asked a very silly question, he realized as soon as it was let out of his mouth. Her expression made that very clear. “Well…forgive me if it not obvious I can't recall anything about my past.“ “It was a silly question.“ He rubbed the back of his neck feeling warm with embarrassment. “You ask silly questions all the time.“ She rolled her eyes at him. “Don't push it,” he begged but she was hell bent on making him feel the embarrassment. “Where did you learn that

She sauntered towards him, her hips swaying before beaming at him in her brightest smile. “I love it when I step out of the cabin.“ “And why are you in this?“ He gestured to the dress. “I like it, am I not allowed to wear it?“ She asks. “It's cold.“ “I feel warm.“ She muttered. He wore a dark turtle neck sweater, pairing it with his leather jacket. His hair let down in damp locks. “You are all red in the tip of your nose and cheeks and I should believe you are warm.“ She scoffs at him, “Believe what you want to believe.“ He directs his stare at her, his gaze too intense for her, so she averts her face from his view. He starts walking towards her at first she decides to stay where she was but when he came too close, she had to move backward and he kept on pushing it till her leg stumbled upon a log on the floor. She lost her footing and was going for the floor but Xander arms scoops her from the waist, she crashed into his chest instead. Now she was angry, “You kept on movin

Lena felt utterly weak as she ran away from the club, her mind kept worrying about Xander. Was he alright? Was he safe? Did he get hurt? She was beyond torn to move forward in good hopes he was alright or to turn back and meet him. Deep within her she can't fathom any harm coming to to him, it shattered something in her. He was Xander. The only person she has in this world, she can't think of a world without him being in it. It felt impossible and unimaginable. He was always there for here even when she proved difficult. It felt odd to admit it but Xmhe was her world. He makes up everything in it, his presence, the little smiles he throws at her. The striking shine in his brown orb each time a new smile sprouts on his lips, it resembled the rise of dawn in the morning, the softness his brown eyes carried. Then the way he touches her, his finger gentle when carressing her, deep within her she felt her belly flip when he touches her. The feeling it creates radiating through her. She