Mallory slowly turned around as she felt eyes on her. She had felt uneasy for a little while now while walking through the street market. She had felt as if someone had been following her but she hadn't been able to spot anyone. But now it felt different. She felt someone was near, close behind her, staring at her. As she turned around, she came face to face with a smiling man with blue eyes and dark hair.
"Hi," he said as if they knew each other.
"Hi," she said uneasy.
"I'm Finn," he reached up and wrapped a hand around her neck. "But you already know that, right?"
"Yeah, we know each other," she said.
She didn't know why she said those words. She didn't know the man and yet it felt like it, as if his touch brought out something in her. Something she couldn't explain. She just knew she had to be close to him.
"That's right, Mallory, we know each other," he smiled again. "We know each other very well."
His hand moved from her neck and to her front. His thumb gently slid across her lips and she parted them a little to his amusement. His eyes shone bright and he let out a little chuckle.
"Say my name," he said.
"Finn," she said.
"That's right," his hand went to her neck again and he pulled her close and leaned down to her ear. "I'll be seeing you real soon again."
He let go off her and walked around her. She turned around and watched him walk, never once turning around to look back at her. She had a strange feeling inside as she turned around too and started walking home.
"You're back," someone walked towards her when she entered her house.
He felt familiar, yet she couldn't recall his name. He was inside her house so she had to know him.
"Who... who are you?" She stuttered.
His face filled with concern and he hurried towards her.
"Sweetheart, are you okay?" He asked.
He placed his hands on her upper arms, looking at her with eyes full of worry. The feeling of his touch suddenly seemed to bring everything back to her.
"Of course I am, Elias," she smiled. "Sorry, the sun shone through the window and you looked like a stranger."
"Shit, you had me worried there for a second," he laughed. "I thought I had to call the doctor."
"You're planning on locking me away now?" She joked.
"Nope, just planning on locking you down tight with me," he joked back.
He leaned down to kiss her and she allowed herself to be swallowed in his big arms. His lips were soft and he tasted sweet like always. It had to be the sun. She couldn't come up with any other explanation how she hadn't been able to recognize him in that second. They had been together for three years. They had lived together for 1,5 year. She loved him with all her heart. It had to be the sun. It just had to.