Flashback Spring 1886
"No, I vowed I would never marry you. You chose me for my fortune" I pleaded.
"Smarter than most but if I can't have you then no one will" he warned and he raised his pistol.
"You shoot me and I swear I will haunt you until your last breath" I vowed.
"It's a pity it had to come to this" he whispered before firing.
I stumbled back and fell as blood started to seep through my beautiful yellow gown. I watched as he disappeared and my vision began growing hazy. I had no clue how long I had been laying there until I heard a familiar voice calling "Sophia! Sophia, stay with me!"
"Please Dr. Morgan, promise me that somehow we will find each other in another lifetime" I plead, my breath becoming more ragged and labored. The blood by now was draining from my body. I could see his face as he cradled my head in his lap.
"Promise me" I plead once more. I could see him fighting back tears.
"I promise my Sophia. If it takes a thousand lifetimes, I will find you again" he vowed. With those words, I felt my heart give one last painful thump and all went black.
Present
I shot awake, drenched in an ice cold sweat, breathing hard. 'What a dream' I thought to myself until my scar started hurting. I had never had such a violent dream like that, let alone one that made my scar hurt. 'No point in going back to sleep' I thought, seeing it was now 8am. I could hear my room mate, Cassie in the hall as I walked out of my room.
"Cassie" I called, getting her out of her sleep state.
"Hmm" she asked, looking up, still trying to get the sleep out of her eyes. Well; sleep and sheer exhaustion from the week of working in her shop. I knew just what she needed.
"Want to go out today? Have some fun" I asked.
"Not today, I have orders I still need to finish at the shop" she answered with a slightly weak smile.
"Not today you don't! Surely your employees can finish those, can't they? Besides, you're tired even though I know you enjoy your work but you really need a day off. After all, when was the last time you and I went shopping and had a day of fun" I asked, looking at her as she contemplated that offer.
"Okay, you're right. I could use a break" she replied with a grin.
"Good and we can get a pedicure while we're out too. We're both long overdue for some pampering" I told her
"That actually sounds like a good idea" Cassie answered, a genuine smile forming on her face.
"Perfect since you spend enough time on your feet as it is. You need to stop some" I reminded her.
"Not that I mind; I love what I do" she replied, giggling.
"I know you do" I replied in mock humor.
"Let me make the call and then we can eat and go" she replied.
"Alright and I will go change" I answered. With that, we headed back into our rooms and got ready for our day of fun.
As I got changed; that dream was still haunting my mind and that made my scar tingle. Once I was ready; I called to Cassie "What do you want for breakfast?"
"French toast sounds really good this morning since I'm not rushing off" Cassie answered.
"Alright, anything else with it and what to drink" I asked.
"No, just that and some orange juice please" she answered.
"Coming right up" I called, heading to the kitchen and starting breakfast.
While I was cooking; I could hear Cassie giving all instructions to her staff of what dress and suit orders were being picked up and when. She amazed me with her talents when it came to sewing. "Cassie, breakfast" I called.
"Coming Sam" she called back and I heard her finish her call before she took her own seat.
"All good for the day" I asked as she sat down.
"All good and this smells delicious" she commented, taking two pieces from the tray I had put down and putting them on her plate before adding plenty of syrup.
"I knew you would get it all sorted out" I replied, taking the other two pieces. Just then, something crossed my mind. "Crud; isn't that party tonight" I asked.
"I don't know Sam, is it" she asked in reply with a chuckle.
"I am serious Cassie. I have $100,000 riding on my performance at this event" I told her.
"Don't you write this stuff down" Cassie asked.
"I do and I think I wrote this down" I replied, pulling my phone out and finding the calendar. "Damn, it is" I added, paling. "Why did Gloria Carlyle have to ask for me of all singers for hire" I mumbled.
"Gloria Carlyle? That's huge Samantha" Cassie replied, beaming.
"She is so demanding though" I told her.
"She's a rich woman of power. She has to be or she'll be ignored" Cassie told me.
"True; you have to help me pick something sophisticated" I pleaded.
"The silver dress with the gloves" she asked.
"No, that dress got destroyed, remember" I told her.
"Right, okay. What about the black one" she suggested.
"Too short and too tight in my butt" I answered.
"The green one" she finally suggested.
"The one off shoulders with the full skirt? Cassie, you are a genius" I squealed.
"Thank you, thank you" she replied, laughing and taking a teasing bow.
I giggled and told her "Now, I need something that will compliment it."
"What about your garnet hairclip" she asked.
"No, green and garnet is an absolute fashion no-no" I gasped.
"The pearl one then" she offered.
"Perfect and I was actually thinking about a necklace" I told her.
"I've got something if you'd like to borrow one of mine. It was my grandmother's" Cassie offered sweetly.
"Oh, I couldn't possibly do that. Besides, it's time I went on a hunt. I will look when we go shopping" I told her.
She agreed and I added "I will hunt in that costume jewelry store and then we can stop by the book shop. I happen to know that new graphic novel you have been hot after is bieng released today."
"Oh you're right" Cassie grinned as we cleaned up our dishes and got ready to leave. Little did we know what the day would hold.