*Noah*

I woke up about an hour before dawn once again, pushing myself out of bed, despite the fatigue I was feeling from avoiding Zara. I glanced at her sleeping form briefly, stunned momentarily by the way the moonlight seemed to dance in her golden tresses. I shook my head hard, turned away from her, and started getting ready for the day.

Fragmented memories continued to return to me. They were much the same as the previous ones, but I wasn’t getting any ...