Chapter Fifty-Three
Past Life Memories
***Lorana***
“Edward!” I screamed as everything came flooding back to me in a blur of pain and heartache. “Damon is Edward... Rosalie is me...!”
I peered beside me to see a terrified Damon staring up at me from his hospital bed. I had dosed off against his shoulder, and we were still at Applesteine’s Institution.
My heart was still racing as the vivid dream replayed in my head. How was any of what I had just dreamt even possible? Can souls be reincarnated?
“Lorana?” Damon asked, eyeing me with trepidation. “Your eyes are bright red—Wolf's eyes—what happened?”
I leapt from the bed and started feeling around my body for any burns. I ran my hands through my hair, touched my face, and then turned to Damon.
“Beautiful one, are you feeling alrigh
