Rebecca.
The hairs on my skin stood still as I came face to face with a ghost from my past, one that had been haunting my dreams for the past five years.
I had expected to see him, so I wasn’t exactly surprised when I did, but he, on the other hand,d, stood frozen like he had seen a ghost. He stared at me in disbelief, as he muttered some inaudible words to himself.
When the look of shock wavered from his face, his eyes darted to the man standing behind me before his gaze met mine again, and he stared at me with the same intensity he did when we were together, maybe I was just imagining things but there was a flicker of emotion in his eyes, one he was trying so hard to mask.
“Rebecca,” he called; his voice was gruff like my name was something stuck in his throat.
The way my name r
