Chapter 13~Grace

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I pressed my head into Caspian's arm. Slowly, my eyes closed.

I felt at home, at peace, with him. I never felt that way with Ollie. I sucked in air. A tear trickled down my cheek, and my mind started to drift.

I loved being here and being free. I was without my family and Ollie, but I was happy.

Opening my eyes, I found myself on a hillside. I looked around and took in my surroundings, my gaze sweeping the landscape. A river stood in the distance, a forest at the crest of the hill.

"Hello," cooed a voice. I spun on my heel. I felt a rush of air on my thighs and I looked down. I was wearing a white tank top, white skirt, and a black silk jacket.

"What's going on?" I looked up. A man, dressed in an all-black suit, and a woman, dressed in a white sundress. Stood before me.

I recognized the hair of the women, bronze and smooth. The man had emerald eyes and a broad nose.

"You are Caspian and Bella's parents?" I lifted an eyebrow.

"Yes," the man, who had a soft pink scar wrapping around his face and throat, replied.

"Of course, you are," I murmured, bending my head. With a swift movement of my hand I pushed hair form my face, not. I folded my hands together.

"Are you happy?" the women's voice was soft and soothing.

"Yes," I didn't hesitate to answer, "I love your son."

"Have you..." the man began, but paused.

"Found myself?" I grinned.

"You could say that."

"Yes, I think I did."

My eyes blinked open. I looked up at Cas. He was sleeping, snoring loudly.

"I did find myself, in him." 

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