488 Thousands of years* (1/2)

She sat up immediately, eyes still wide and filled with utter disbelief. Her heartbeat raced as she clenched her chest. She knew that wasn't a dream. That was her and Alex's past life!

Before she realized it, a silent tear fell from her eyes, and she looked around the room, looking for her Alex. Her heart was still aching. It was as if she had just watched the most heartbreaking movie she had ever seen in her life.

Climbing out of bed, Abi called out for Alex. She felt like it had been forever since she last saw him. She missed him, so damn bad as if thousands of years had gone by the last time she saw him.

”Alex…” she called as she frantically headed to the door. She must see him and hold him, or else the pain in her chest won't subside.

As if a killer was chasing her, Abigail descended the grand staircase as fast as she could. Everyone who was sitting by the fireplace turned, and Alex immediately stood upon seeing her.

His brows creased with worry and surprise as he walked towards her in haste. However, Abigail ran, and she threw herself in his arms, surprising Alex. She gripped him hard as she buried her face on his chest. Her body was trembling, and she was sobbing.

”Oh, Alex,” she uttered. ”I've missed you so much.”

Her words confused Alex, and he held her shoulders as he bent and looked into her eyes. ”Are you alright? What's wrong? Why are you crying?” he asked, worried sick.

”I'm fine. I just… I just missed you.” She replied, and she hugged him again.

Realizing that Abigail was too emotional, Alex lifted her up, and he carried her back upstairs.

Last night, he never left her side. Alicia told him that Abigail was inside a dream that she must be seeing someone's memories.

Alicia said that the things she was seeing would be the answer they were looking for, so Alex didn't expect that Abigail's first reaction upon waking up was this. He was expecting that she would wake up scared like how she acted when she had nightmares, so he stayed with her all night. So why was she crying? And why was she saying that she missed him? Just what kind of memories did she see?

Upon reaching the room, Alex put her down, and they both sat on the bed. Though Abigail still didn't let go of him. She was acting like she hadn't seen him for a very long time.

”My wife, tell me. What did you see in your dream for you to cry like this?” he asked as he gently wiped her tears.

Abi looked up at him reached out to touch his face as well.

Her answer made the lines in his forehead deepen. His puzzled eyes slightly circled.

”Me…” was all he could utter, and Abigail nodded.

”Mm, you and I, Alex,” she bit her lower lip. ”I saw our long lost tale.”

Alex opened his lips, but nothing came out. He didn't know what to say as confusion glimmered in his eyes.

Seeing the questions and confusion in his eyes, Abigail knelt on the bed, straddled him, and then hugged him tight before their eyes locked.