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Prologue
Walking around in the park, 22 year old Seth Rollins was on his break and wanting to enjoy some time by himself. He was a guard and had been for a few years now, first back home in the States, and now in England. He's not sure how long he'll be in this country, for there were times when he thought about going back home to Iowa, where he was from. When he was passing by a large tree, he slowed down to spend a few minutes in the shade. He was wearing all black, from his short sleeve shirt to his black jeans and black sneakers and his hair up in a bun. The park wasn't that big, but it was a decent size and there wasn't many people walking around because of the all of the rain that had been plaguing the city for the last couple of days. Hearing someone sniffle a few times, he looked around until he circled the tree and saw a woman sitting down, with her head in her hands. Quickly looking up, she gasped suddenly seeing someone standing there. Her eyes were red from crying, but her blue eyes took his breath away. Dark hair that made them stand out more, even with it in her face. Clear, smooth skin with a birthmark above her right eyebrow. Full, pink lips that were frowning with sadness. But she looked so young. Maybe no more than 18 years old. She wore jeans, boots that reached her ankles and a simple white shirt, underneath a sweater.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you." Seth quickly says. "What's wrong?"
"Don't get to close. They'll think you're trying to hurt me." The woman replies with the softest voice, most angelic voice he's ever heard.
He looked at her confused, before looking around to see who she was talking about. "Do you need help? Are you hurt?"
"No." She quickly says, sitting up. "I'm just...I'm just trying to hide. There's just a lot going on right now. Who are you?"
"My name is Seth. What's yours?" He asked, kneeling down a safe distance from her.
"Katrina." She quietly says, barely above a whisper.
By the sound of her accent, he knew she must have been from somewhere here in England. But his heart sped up a bit. He's heard that name before, but for some reason, he just couldn't put together, from where.
"That's a nice name." He says.
She looked up at him and rested her head on her legs as she wrapped her arms around them. There was a hint of a smile on her lips, so he thought to try to get her to show him more of that smile.
"Do you like birds?" Seth asks, hearing birds chirp as the sun shines more. Seeing her nod, he gets more comfortable and a little closer. "What's your favorite?"
"Hummingbirds." Katrina replies. "Do you have one?"
Seth shrugged. "If I had to choose one, it would the Eagle."
"Where are you from?" She asks him.
"Iowa. It's in the United States." He tells her. "It's long way from home."
"Don't you miss it, there?" Katrina asks. "And why are you here in England?"
"Yeah, I do. But I like it here, too." Seth tells her. "I started traveling because of my job and I fell in love with it. When I got here, I didn't want to leave. I went back home, finished what I had left of my job there, and moved out here."
"That's a bit step, isn't it?" She asks.
Seth nods and shrugs. "Sometimes it's worth it."
He sees a tear fall down her cheek, and it damn near breaks his heart, seeing her like that. "Whatever is making you cry, won't last forever, sweetheart. Neither will that pain."
"How do you know?" Katrina asks.
"Bad times don't last forever, sweetheart." Seth tells her. "I've seen a lot of things in my life, so far. But I know a good person when I see one and you deserve the best. You'll have good again in your life."
Katrina reaches out and her fingers softly touches his cheek. Everything around him had stopped, as if time had frozen over. Stopping along his beard, she softly smiled as they locked eyes.
"You have a good soul and not because you're being nice. The eyes are the windows to our souls. Don't let anything or anyone ruin that." She says.
Katrina let her hand fall and when their hands met, two of their fingers caught, and held for what seemed like eternity. Suddenly hearing someone calling her name, she quickly straightened up and looked over at Seth. He missed her touch on his face, but quickly pushed that to the back of his mind.
She smiles again. "Nice to meet you, Seth."
"Katrina!" A man calls out.
Looking over at the man in front of her, once more, she left and walked towards the group of men that were waiting for her. He could tell they were probably security by the way they were dressed and their build, but he hoped she would look back. When she finally did, he couldn't help but want to see her again after this. It would be years before they would finally get their chance encounter to meet once more. Who knows if she would even remember him if they ever did. What chance would he ever have at seeing her if he was thinking about moving back home? He's spent the last three years here and he's accomplished more than he thought he would. Got to continue traveling and seeing the world, all while being fortunate enough to have a job. He would have to accept that this would probably be the only time he would ever see her.
