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Closing the front door behind me, I set my bag onto the table before pulling the books out. Scanning the back of each one meticulously, I attempted to figure out which one to begin first.
"That's a lot of books, sweetheart?"
I glanced up at Nana and smiled. "Yeah well I need them."
She patted my hand knowingly. "It's a boy, isn't it?"
Dad's head snapped up at her words and he ran a hand through his hair, a tell tale sign that he was worried. "A boy. What's this about a boy?"
"There's no boy," I reassured him quickly, smiling at the way he instantly relaxed at my words. He leaned down to press a kiss to the top of my head before straightening up.
"There better not be," he muttered to himself as he left the room.
I rolled my eyes as he left the room before becoming aware of Nana's gaze that was locked onto me. "What?"
She raised an eyebrow at me. "I'm not as gullible as your father Missy, now spill."
I chewed my bottom lip. "It's nothing really," I muttered quietly. "I just, I could've sworn that I've seen him somewhere before. He just seems so familiar."
"I'm sure you'll figure it out soon."
I nodded my head, not really listening as I thought back to my dream from last night.
The girl stood at the back of the crowd, her head bowed towards the ground as if she was trying to disappear or escape from everyone's attention. I moved towards her silently, wondering who she was.
Before I could get a clear look at her face, a man stepped before her, offering her his hand. There was no mystery over the man's identity. His hair might have been longer but there was no mistaking the handsome features or the mischievous gleam in his eyes.
Kol.
She took his arm hesitantly and he pulled her into the middle of the hall and bowed, his eyes never leaving hers before she did the same. The music began and he started to grin, conversing quietly with her as her posture relaxed before stopping suddenly.
He spun her once more and I caught sight of her face before stiffening. But that was impossible.
Taking a hold of her hand, he ran her out of the room in the middle of the dance. But I didn't dare to follow as my mind still tried to figure out what I had seen.
The scene was ripped away from me as I woke up.
"Nana, is it possible to-" I cut myself off.
I already knew that I wasn't normal and I didn't need to add this to my list of problems.
