Vera's POV:

Two years of this feeling knawing at me. Two years of guilt. Two years of hurt. Two years of emptyness. Two years too much.

That is what I kept telling myself today. Today is the anniversary of the biggest mistake I have ever made. I buy the Venice newspaper to keep myself updated. Scipio and Chrstina never married. The Stella was torn down to make way for the Cacciatore, I almost cried when I read my last name. I'm living in San DonĂ  di Piave, very close to Venice I know.

I was reading the Venice newspaper when I saw a words that grabbed my attention.

'Scipio Massimo and friend,' Prosper,'ask for help in finding Vera Cacciatore. A big reward for the person who gives any sort of contact of her.'

Great.

They would either give my phone number or my address. I couldn't help but be happy. I'm going to see Prosper and Scipio again!

My life has been a mess since I left. I have the things I need but at a very high price, boredom. I work as a waitress at a very elegant restaurant accross the street of my appartment building. I still have my silver eyes, redish hair, and of course pale skin.

I can't help but think about Scipio. I know how he looks like now after two years but only in paper. I can't wait to see him personally. Two years is enough to think and figure it out. I am indeed in love with Scipio Massimo. But there is one thing I don't know, where is The Thief Lord. Surely he hasn't quit thievery, that is the thing that I find most attaractive about him.

Confession, I still do a bit of thieving just to remind myself of Scipio. Pathetic, huh?

I also found out about a mysterious legend of a sword that can make take you back in time or forward. Of course I want to go back in time tofix the mistake of leaving Venice. I have been searching for the bloody thing for over a year. I have been stealing artifacts and solving clues and so far all I have are the Quillian, Guard, Grip, and the Pommel.

There was a knock on my door.

Scipio!

I walked to the door. "Hang on a minute." I looked through the peep hole and saw them. Prosper and Scipio.

I opened the door and hugged them.

"I missed you guys!"

"Vera! We missed you too!" They both said.

"Let me guess, Mia called you guys and gave my address for the money?"

"Yes, a Miss Mia Marley called." Scipio smiled.

Bless you Mia. She's my co-worker in the restaurant.

They came in and offered them something to drink and eat. After a while they had to go.

"What?"

I asked.

"Prosper needs to get back to Hornet."

"Then why don't you stay Scipio? There's an extra room."

He looked at Prosp, he shurgged"You aren't sixteen anymore, do as you please." He smiled.

After a while it was only Scipio and I.

I walked over to him.

"Vera."

He looked into my eyes.

"I'm sorry. Sorry for leaving. And sorry for not doing this since you came through the door." I kissed him.

His arms wrapped around my waist and my arms went around his neck.

He pulled away to say just one thing before he kissed me again.

"I'm in love with you. I knew it then and I know it now."

I guess I somehow knew it then but something was forcing me not to see the light, but now there's nothing. The truth is as clear as day...

I loved him then, I love him now.