~Amiera~
My body seems as though it has a mind of its own as my feet move closer to him until there is no space left between us. Adam's breath hitched, which should have stopped me from doing what I was about to do, but it didn't. My heart was pounding against my chest, and I could barely breathe properly, yet I didn't stop myself when I leaned down and placed a soft kiss on the scar. It's the lightest of touch, yet it burns my soul.
Adam goes rigid before me, and I gasp as a distant memory pounds straight through me. A vision of a boy with black hair hits me so hard that I nearly drop to the ground in shock. He looks just like Adam; the only difference is the color of their hair. There is also a girl in my vision, and she has bright red hair, the kind that could blind you in the sun. I
