I)Prolouge: Reciprocate
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5:38pm
"Reciprocate, meaning experience the same (love,liking or affection) for someone as that person for oneself"
"Evangeline what are you reading?"
"I don't know, some how I feel strange today. As if I'm missing something so I'm looking up weird definitions."
"Huh? You are being strange lately."
"Metempsychosis, the supposed transmigration at death of the soul of a human being or animal into a new body of the same or a different species."
"... okay Evangeline. I'm going to leave you here in the library and while I'm going to the club. *wiggles eyebrows*"
"Okay see you."
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9:50pm
"Evangeline we close at 10 remember?"
"Oh sorry Mrs.Williams, I'm on my way out."
"Goodbye"
As the door closes behind me, the freezing cold air of winter hugs me. I blow into my palms while rubbing them. Still. Calm. Numbness. I don't remember the last time I felt an emotion. Sure, I have friends but I don't feel so connected towards them. Connected? What is being connected?
I head to the bus stop. 'Metro bus stop'... I hummed while I leaned to the cold glass. I grab my phone to check the time. '10:03 pm' as soon as I turned it on it died.
Snow flakes start to fall. I step out of the bus stop and I flake fell into my cold nose tip. I started feeling a strong grip in my stomach. My legs tingled and my heart started hurting. Is this pain? No, fear? Excitement? Excited or what?
I look around me to see if anything is causing it.
I see behind me...
There he was...
Butterflies bloomed as early spring. The cold has vanished into pure warmth. I felt tears building up but I cleaned them.
I head over to him.
Slowly.
My legs were shaking.
My finger tips cold as ice.
Yet, my chest hot as summer.
"Hello."His husky deep voice echoed in my mind.
I've never felt this happy of hearing someone... why am I feeling this? Who is he?
"H-hello" I stuttered for the first time in my life. I smiled and stretched my hand for a handshake.
"My name is Evangeline."
"I'm Tristan."
All this time...