Lilac's P.O.V No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't get the image of Krimson out of my mind. It was as if his presence had seeped into my very being, leaving an indelible mark that refused to fade. In the dream, he seemed so different, so far removed from the person I had come to know. His face held a softness that I had never seen before, like that of an innocent boy, someone who had yet to cross the teenage years into adulthood. Yet, his features were the same, his unmistakable charm still intact, even though he looked nothing like the man I had known for the past four years. A nagging doubt gnawed at me, making me wonder if I had seen the right person at all. And the main reason behind this doubt was the eyes of the boy I had seen. While Krimson's eyes now were a deep crimson, as depicted by his name, his eyes in my dream had been a vivid, electric blue that seemed to pierce right through to my soul. They had been beautiful…like two sapphires ignited from wi
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