Prologue

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Candles flicker against the room, the lavender aroma of the candle surrounds the start room as I relax in a bath. Bubbles during my body as the hot water relaxes my once tense body.

The sweet melody of Evelyn Knight's songs flows from my phone and around the room. My breathing becomes slightly shallower and I pull myself from the tub before I can fall asleep.

I slide myself into pajamas and sit down in my recliner, grabbing a random book from my shelf without looking.

Leading back into the chair, drawing a fleece blanket over my body, I open the book to the first page and gasp. I had granted a photo book and on the FIRST page was a picture of after-serum Steve Rogers kissing my right cheek and army suited up, Sergeant James Buchanan Barnes kissing my left.

Suddenly I'm drawn back into memories.


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