The little girl stumbled back slightly, blinking her big blue eyes in confusion.
Then I heard it.
That voice.
The voice that had haunted every dream and every sleepless night for the past two years.
My heart started beating wildly even before she came into view.
"Aimy?"
I looked up instinctively.
"Where are you ba—"
The rest of her words died in her throat.
Our eyes met.
And she froze.
For a moment, everything around me disappeared.
The hallway.
The people.
Everything.
All I could see was her.
That familiar face.
The face I had spent two years searching for.
The face I had only allowed myself to see in dreams.
The brown eyes that had once looked at me with so much hope...
And later with so much pain.
Alicia.
My grip tightened involuntarily.
Could it really be her?
Was I imagining things again?
"Chairman Blackwood."
An older voice broke through the haze.
I tore my gaze away and turned slightly.
An older man was standing beside me.
