Chapter 1

On a rainy day, a woman wearing a black pencil skirt and a white ruffled top, was walking fast as if to take shelter from the slight drizzle. She crossed the road and walked a few blocks , before the rain pelted down harder and she had no choice but to take shelter.

She took shade under an abandoned building. Sighing, she glanced up at the sky. It looked as if the gates of heaven had opened and would not close until it was completely emptied of its contents.

She looked around and noticed that she was standing in a rundown felt a bit apprehensive as that area was empty of the familiar hustle-bustle of the city.

That was when she saw a man wearing a long, black coat and a black fedora hat. She couldn't see his face properly as it was so dark. If she looked hard enough, she could almost make out his hard jaw line.

She stared at him, trying to figure out what was it that made him stand out . Suddenly, as if feeling her eyes upon him, the man looked up and ocean blue met forest green. She gasped. Those eyes...she was sure she had seen those eyes before. But where?

Her head started spinning . The last thing she remembered was green.


Her eyes fluttered open. Looking around, she saw that she was lying on a soft, queen-sized bed, wearing a white nightgown. She did not remember changing her dress...so how... her mind caught up with her and she abruptly sat up on the bed.

Looking around, she saw that the walls were painted with neutral colours and had plenty of photographs hung up on them. Most of them featured a lady wearing a red ball gown.

Curious, she got up from the bed to look at those. Moving closer, she was dumbfounded.

The lady in the pictures was the photographs, she was wearing a red floor-length gown. Her hair was tied up in a stylish and intricate updo. Her neck was adorned with a diamond necklace and an expensive bracelet adorned her wrist, a present from her father.

She remembered wearing that dress the night she became engaged to her best friend. She remembered it so vividly.

He was wearing a black suit paired with a black tie. His hair was gelled back. He looked very suave and handsome. Girls trailed after him like bees, fluttering around him like butterflies, but, he had eyes only for one girl.

The party was held on Christmas Eve. Soft music was playing in the background. There was dancing and good food, servers walking around the ballroom offering delicacies to the guests.

The party was drawing to an end, when suddenly the lights went off.

Just a few seconds later, it came back. When it did, she saw her best friend in front of her, on one knee, holding out a ring box.

She met her father's threatening eyes over his head and whispered a soft 'Yes'.

No, she can't remember those memories again. She had worked hard to suppress them, to lock them in a vault that had lost it's key.

She gasped for air like a fish out of water. Opening her eyes, she realized that she had closed them without knowing.

She glanced around the room. It was well furnished and had a bookcase, a coffee-table and a comfortable looking rocking chair.

It looked like a moderately priced hotel room, not a room for someone kidnapped. Kidnapped, is that what had happened? The last thing she remembered was that stranger on the road.

Wait, she remembered hearing someone shout,didn't she?Where was she now? Who was that man? Whose house was this? Who changed her dress? Where were her clothes?What had happened to her?Which day was it?

Her head started throbbing again.

A throat clearing made her jump ten feet into the air. The hair at the back of her neck stood up as she slowly turned around to look at forest green eyes, a shade she was sure would haunt her forever.

"Ah, Miss Summers, awake at last, I see".


Stranger, if you are passing me and desire to speak to me,

why should you not speak to me?

And why should I not speak to you?

I am sorry for any grammatical errors. This is my first story. Please be kind. I am still trying to figure out the spacing between lines and how to edit the chapters will get longer as the story progresses.

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Shining Bright