Early in the morning, Sean Quinn woke up. The moment he opened his eyes, he saw a beautiful face right next to his pillow, fast asleep.
Her long eyelashes, her pink lips, her fair, clear cheeks, the sweet scent of her... She looked so peaceful. She was sitting on the floor, her head resting on the edge of his pillow.
For some reason, at this moment, he could clearly recall so many moments from the distant past—fragments of him silently watching her as she slept. They were all sorrowful memories. But there were also the tender times, back when he was Rhys Rhodes, when she slept in his arms. Those moments were so beautiful they seemed to defy time, leaving him longing for them to this day...
When these memories fully awakened, it always meant one of two things: either disaster would befall her, or he would soon have to leave this body. In this lifetime, he was facing the latter.
