“Why would she try to reject you?” my father asked, his aura beaming all over the place. “I don’t know, Father. She is not an easy girl to understand. Believe me, I have tried to find out what I may have done wrong but she isn’t exactly opening up to me right now,” I replied.

But I knew. I had dreamt it. I could feel it.

There was something about those statements she let slip and the dreams that still didn't make sense to me.

I was certain I only admired her from afar and we ...