Simon POV
I was walking in the woods near our house when i saw her, a girl laying down on the newly formed mud. Although her face was covered, I felt I knew her in another life. I saw her arm twitch. She tried to get up but fell. I saw her eye, a lovely grey orb. Judging from it, I knew she was in pain. My eyes traveled down to her back. It was almost bare. The fabric from her dress torn . I knew I had to help her up so I lifted her up bridal style and took her back to my house. I was greeted ever so warmly by my sister Torra.
"Simon, where have you been?! Mama and Papa were looking everywhere for you!"
"Torra, have you found Simon?" asked Evangeline, er, Mama.
"Mama, I found this girl in the woods and-" I was cut off by the angelic girl in my arms, groaning.
Her eyes fluttered open and I found myself once again staring dreamily in those grey eyes and she smiled ever so sweetly.
"Could you please put me down? I would be ever so grateful."
I set her down as Mama said, "Are you alright, my dear? Simon found you in the forest unconcious."
"I am alright, Mrs.?"
"Evangeline Brown. This young lady is Torra, my stepdaughter. And this boy is Simon."
"Thank you for your concern, Simon."
"My dear, what is your name?"
"Angel. Angel Smythe."