Christian POV
Three days…
She spent three whole days locked away in her room. She refuses to eat with us. Isabella says I should have patience but I have lost all hope I just wont admit it. I could see Phoebe’s plan falling apart in front of my eyes.
“Phoebe’s plan is going to fail", I tell my wife. “No it will work. Stop being a pessimist, will ya,” she places her gentle palms on my skin caressing them.
“Isabella,” I sigh.
“You have to have faith, my love,” she says whilst bringing her forehead to mine.
“ What will I do without you,” I let out a breath I didn’t know I was holding. She responds by crashing her lips to mine. I smile into the kiss. This beautiful woman has been my pillar of strength ever since I lost my sister.
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Cassidy POV
*Something wakes me up.*
Its not morning yet but I can hear a sweet strumming of an instrument. I put on some flats and walk over to the window. I don’t see anything but the strumming is coming from outside. I grab a hoodie and head outside.
I follow the strumming as it leads me outside. I trail down a stone paved path. The farther I walk , the louder the strumming gets.
I reach a beautiful garden with various flowers that gave life even in the dark of night.
Something catches my attention. A figure is seated on the bench near a wildly grown patch of pansies. The night wind blew making them sway left and right. As though they were dancing. I smiled at the thought.
My feet involuntarily moves forward. The strumming stops and I’m met with those mesmerising light blue orbs. They glow in the dark. I’m caught in his hypnotic gaze. There’s white trying to break through the blue making his eyes look so beautiful underneath the crescent light.
His eyes hold an emotion. I’m fascinated by it.
🦋I see the boy before me in a beautiful green house. His tapping his fingers on a coffee table.
The green house is beautiful the sun rays beam on the plants giving the green a beautiful glow.
He stops tapping when he glances in my direction. A sexy grin on his face. He gets up to walk in my direction.🦋
I am pulled back in reality as the boy angrily grabs his guitar and starts walking a way. I try to meet his eyes. But its like his avoiding it on purpose.
“I’m sorry,” I find myself speaking. This makes him stop his movements. He stops but still doesn’t meet my eyes. I have to see them again. I feel compelled to.
“I’m sorry if I disturbed you. You don’t have to leave. I mean, you were here first,” my voice was soft and gentle which surprised me.
Finally he looks in my direction. Our eyes meeting. This is it.
Its what I want, right ?
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A Strange Case Of Dè Jà Vu
Non-FictionCassidy Blake seems like your average high school girl. Secretly she experiences dreams (the feeling of dè jà vu). Being the insecure girl that she is she pushes the feelings aside. Little did she know that she was having little glances at her life...
