Jack Frost P.O.V. (point of view)

Is it really her?

Did I really find her after all this searching?

My face breaks out in a smile and I reach towards her.

Only for her to shrink away from me.

Doesn't she remember?

Surely she must remember!

Wordlessly, I stand up slowly and walk a few feet away from the bed.

I start my show, if she does not remember even the slightest memory of us, then has that man truely stained her heart forever?

Or is this just a dream I somehow got mixed up into?

I start my show, if this does not stir memories inside her, she is gone from within my reach.

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