He would have been put in jail for what he has done to me. I could not stop thinking about Lorien. Even in my darkest moments, I only thought of him and the 21st century.
I missed the sweet scent of people's perfume while they go to work early in the morning, the deep sound of expensive cars, and my wheelchair. The desperate and lonely feeling I get whenever I sit on my chair and watch people walk around and anywhere with their legs overwhelmed me suddenly.
No one cared for me in a real relationship. The only person who treated me with so much love and care was Lorien—probably because I was in the body of his mate—but I loved the attention. The love and care I get from him, as well as from the people, was the opposite of the life I lived in my real body.
The memory of the way he held me in his warm embrace and looked me right in the eyes made my heart skip a beat. He fell so hard for me and showed how overprotective he was.
