Ember
“How the hell can this be possible?” Ashlyn breathed out beside me. I was asking myself the same thing. My parents were here. I was here, and I don’t remember any of this. How can I not remember this?
“That’s you?” Ashlyn pointed in the direction of where I was standing with my mother.
“It is,” I breathed out. My mother finally agreed to let me play with the other kids and I ran off in that direction.
I watched as I ran up to the future magical king. I was the youngest among them, but he still accepted me. They all did.
Ashlyn sniffed beside me, pulling my attention to her. Tears were streaming down her face as she watched her younger self with her future mate. I looked back to see him handing her a flower he had picked. Even at this age, he must have felt something towards he
