Prologue (or an Epilogue, depending on your view)
Her eyes fluttered open. The most beautiful sight he thought he'd ever seen.
"Alex." Bruce whispered, if he had said it any louder his voice would've cracked. "Alex, are you alright?" Her face remained emotionless, her eyes looking upward. Did she remember anything, Bruce thought, or has Alex Logan, his Alex Logan, left forever?
The girl gazed skyward in a sort of trance. She felt she had awaken from a dream, but could not remember it. She didn't care to remember it either until she heard the man beside her speak. Who was Alex? She glanced over at him. He was staring right at her with a mixed expression of relief and worry. Perhaps she was Alex? The girl looked again at his face. There was a stirring inside her mind. She knew this man. She knew him...lost deep in thought, she was caught by surprise when the mysterious man suddenly leaned over her and kissed her on the forehead. That's when it came back. When the memories flooded over the barrier, overwhelming and powerful. Memories. From this one, to the painful moments before, and even the times before the next chapter will start.