TheTwilightersClub

Chp 1: Back to Chicago BPOV I didn't know why I was going back. It had been a century ago that I'd promised myself I would never go back. But today, I felt like something was drawing me back. Back to my hometown, to my husband, to the life that I had vowed never to look back on. The thought filled me with misery. A century of traveling alone had done me no good , but I didn't want a companion. I didn't need anybody breathing down my neck, asking about my past life. I didn't want to tell anybody about my husband and I hadn't. I looked at the ring on my finger. The sparkling oval of diamonds glistened in the sun, just like me. I remembered the