***Rionna***
“M-mom?” the man stammers, his face pale as he gawks at me.
I turn my head to see if there is anyone behind me but just find a closed door in my path.
Who is he calling Mom? I wonder.
Toran chuckles softly to himself and I frown at him for teasing me before turning back to the frightened man. A single tear rolls down his cheek but he does not move any closer to me, as if he is afraid I might disintegrate should he so much as breathe near me.
He looks so familiar… I tell myself though I can’t quite make out where exactly I have seen him.
“Look harder, Ry,” Toran mind-links me. “You know him.”
“I do?” I ask, squinting my eyes at the mysterious man.
I study his features, taking in his dark hair, his smooth pale skin and his warm brown eyes.
Those eyes… Where have I see
