She was my best friend, the love of my life. She was a beautiful soul, too perfect for this world and the people that wanted to use her against me.
At a young age, I knew that she was my mate and made for me. My mother confirmed it later on when I asked her about the bond between her and I and why I had felt so protective of her.
But, at the age of five, her parents took her away from me. They took her away from me because of who my mother was. They took her away from me because of the bond between her and me.
But, one day, she will be back. She will be back because I was sure that she will long for me just as much as I long for her.
So, all I ask of her is to forget me not.