"Your-bloody what?"

I didn't like the frown creasing his usually smooth brow, not one bit.

"My soul mate." I took a deep breath, took my eyes off his troubled face, ran a hand through my own hair, and dared to look at him once again. The frown had deepened.

"According to Evalena-" I stopped abruptly. Accidenti! Why was I blaming her? And how much was I willing to share? I had begun to believe what I had seen during my past life regression, and a small part of me ...