**Soren's POV
Through the darkness, I swore I heard Rosalie's sweet voice.
But I knew it'd be my foolish hope. She was afraid of me and hated me for what I'd done. That's why she ran away, and she had every right to.
But if I ever saw her again, I was going to make it up to her.
I didn't care how long it took.
“Soren...." The sound of my name calling me again pulled me from the darkness.
Slowly opening my eyes, I saw a white ceiling. Since I was no longer in the woods, that probably meant that I was alive after all.
I noticed that someone was sitting next to me and I was hoping to see the angel who appeared so many times in my dream.
However, when I turned my head, I was disappointed that she wasn't the woman I had been longing to see. Regardless, this was still someone I knew.
