Ca.s.sie steps out of the bed and began roaming the house.

"Good morning, Ca.s.sandra."

A tall handsome man greeted her then kissed her on the forehead. Dumbfounded, she takes a few steps back and confused written all over her face.

"What's the matter? Did you have a nightmare last night?" he asked her.

Nightmare? If this is a nightmare, then this is the most beautiful nightmare a person to experience. Greeted and kissed by a handsome man? Is the opposite effect? It was more likely a heaven's dream and waking up into this dream is a nightmare for her.

"I will make breakfast for us. Do you want me to join in the kitchen?"

He invited her! She should accept it? But she doesn't want this beautiful dream to an end. She nodded and follows him. The handsome man halted then glance at her, staring at her face. He then smiled and brushes off the messy strands on her head.

No way! She doesn't wash her face and brushes her hair before she steps out of the bedroom. She would not remember that anymore while she was dreaming, she was just following how this dream goes.

She looks up at the man, observing his body sways and his wide back. It was lean and hard. She could tell underneath his dark blue long sleeves and a striped tie. The tie was too perfect on it. She was still innocent at the age of thirteen, and so, she is uncertain what a real man should have a body like and what they do to achieve such a muscle. It's just, he is perfect to her innocent eyes and mind.

Wait, a minute? Why is she imagining things like this? She's way too young! Or is she having a crush on him? Then who is he? Why did he kiss her forehead? Oh, my gos.h.!.+ Her innocent heart flutters and a strange feeling burning deep within her. What is happening to her? Why does her heart beating like this? It was like a familiarity? Who is he to her?

Is what troubling inside her head when she b.u.mped into his broad back. He stopped, and she did not notice because all she did is to stare at his back.

"Oops! Are you, okay?" he asked her. "Do you have a fever?" he asked once more, and then he lowered her face, and she was panicking if ever he attempts to kiss her.

I am still innocent! She screams inside her head, just then, she feels his forehead brushes to hers.

"Hmm... you don't have a fever, but your face was to redden. Are you all right?"

She nodded. That's right, her cheeks are flus.h.i.+ng red from embarra.s.sment and crazy thoughts inside her head.

"All right, I will make a gla.s.s of milk, or you prefer hot chocolate, the usual?"

The usual? What does he mean? This is not their first meeting? She doesn't understand. But this is a dream so, the story goes like this, maybe. Did they know each other already and living in one roof?

Why does her heart beating like this? As it feels too real?

"Here, you can take a seat and do nothing for today. Looks like, you don't feel well this morning," he told her.

She blushes. He was sweet and thoughtful as she could perceive. Surely, he doesn't act as her brother on this dream, right? Also, he looks foreign. Too handsome with his pair of blue eyes and tiny beard under his beautiful lips.

She gulped. Why is she thinking these things? My gosh, what is happening to her? She's thirteen for goodness' sake! She rested her head on the counter.

"Ca.s.sandra?"

"Huh?" she looks up at him, he who leans at her then placing a mug of hot chocolate. "Ah, nothing. I must be sleepy yet," she responded, stammering the words.

She blushed. Because this handsome man is too close to her. He was staring intently at her face, and she is like in a panic if maybe there are morning stars on her eyes. And to her nervousness, she averted her eyes then picked up the mug and then sipped on it.

"Ouch!" her tongue burn! Shoot! She wasn't on her mind.

"Careful! Do you need some cold water?" He asked her, concern showing on his face.

"Ah, there's no need," she said out of bravery though her tongue burns badly. She will pretend because she was in great embarra.s.sment.

G.o.d, help me. I didn't know this guy's name. I don't know what to do! She was still in a panic. She can't dig her brain to remember who he is.

"Ahem! Good morning!"

A familiar voice greeted them. Ca.s.sie peeping from Quinn, she who blocked by Quinn's huge body. To someone's point of view from the kitchen entrance, it more like they were kissing.

"Levi?" it surprised her to see him on her dream. But no, she must be mistaken. He might be the just look like Levi, or Levi has an older brother? "Ah, sorry. I must be mistaken," she said.

The two men looked at each other, confused the way she acted this morning.

"Have you forgotten anything?" Levi asked her. Ca.s.sie just shaking her head, confounded to his question. The two men exchange glances again, trying to figure out what's going on. Although they started understanding, they need to make it sure.

"Can you tell us what did you remember?" asked Levi.

"Um. I was living with Uncle Martin and—" she paused.

"Can you recognize him?" Levi pointed the guy next to him. But she just shakes head again. "Okay, he is brother Quinn." Levi introduces him to her.

"But he is not a brother of mine, right?" she asks innocently that made Levi giggles, sounded teasing Quinn.

"No. We're not siblings," Quinn replied. "Can't you remember about your parents?" then he asked.

"Do you remember them?"

"I do. But—" sadness flashes on her eyes. "Uncle Martin said they died on a s.h.i.+pwrecked."

Quinn felt like, his energy breakout from his body. What is going on here? Why is there another Ca.s.sandra who switches the body again? No. It must be the older Ca.s.sandra from that lifetime. Now he's worried about what happened to the real one. Is she okay? Is she transported to the future in an exchange for the one they have right here?

They need to do something sooner.

Quinn glances at Landon who halted in the entrance. He was about to enter when he heard what Ca.s.sie told them. Her memories say, her parents were dead already. Then she must not see them. It seems, she forgot the memories she spent with Landon and Hannah these past few days. 

Landon clenches his fist then steps back and leaves the kitchen. He needs to tell her wife about the changes in their daughter again.