It was dusk on the beach and an array of colors paint the sky and they seemed to embody the conflicting emotions inside me. His eyes were on mine and his hair was slightly tousled as if he ran his hands through them. I tried to memorize him: strong build, olive skin, chiseled face, and cheekbones that would make the gods envious. His piercing green eyes were searching mine "I won't kill you... not anymore." he says. He sets his knives and sword aside and takes a step to hold me in a desperate embrace and I stiffen. "I've loved you since time eternal. No matter how many lives we've lived, we...