Ivor.

The witch said, if I committed suicide I will never meet her. So I lived.

I lived through the pain of her loss, I lived by punishing those who brought us this life. I lived while trying to be the good she saw in me and sacrificed herself so that I could live. The sword was gone, the evil was gone. Henley died and the King of Nevarlia was killed by my father. Sorceress went into hiding or maybe she went far from the world that gave her nothing.

Tibran was commanded to rule the Mountains while I was asked to merge Fotizia and Nevarlia but I wanted to be free of all this. I choose Silverlights, to build it from the scratch, a home my wife lost and a home I needed right now to breathe and live.

Look for the girl with the locket. 

But when? How? She wouldn't give me a clue. If people feared me before they were absolutely terrified of me now. My mother said I carried so much sadness that it made my personality to be scared off. She didn't know what I felt, she didn't know every night I would lay awake with a sharp pain in my heart as if someone was stabbing it again and again.

The drinking didn't help, the crying didn't. Nothing could help me and my mind consumed my soul. My broken heart allowed me to live exactly four hundred and twenty-seven days before I took my last breath. That is how long I could survive without her, that is how long my heart and mind could handle.

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Current day.

I typed furiously of the memories I had again. The pieces falling together. I was late for school but then again it didn't matter. I was always late, even teachers gave up on me completely.

This time it was about a girl who I have kept inside a room as per my last few dreams and memories. Besides being beautiful she was brave, she didn't give up. I have tried, from striking her down in one stroke to let her die in the prison but I couldn't. 

The fire of survival in her made me curious.

"You need to come out now Ivor before your father had to drag you out." My mother nagged me again.

"Step-father," I called out because my father ran away leaving my mom alone with me.

She re-married when I was twelve but she raised me alone for six years.

"You are asking for a punishment Ivor." My Stepfather yelled," You are eighteen now, learn some manners."

We didn't get along well, just because he thinks he had some kind of authority over me.

I typed quicker now not wanting to hear another lecture.

The scene was so clear in my head as she tiptoed and checked for the injury her sword made on my cheek. The first injury in ages.

At that moment maybe I forgot how to breathe. Maybe that was the moment I saw someone care for me or maybe it was just her beautiful eyes that bore into mine, I knew she was not going to be an easy task.

With that, I slammed down the Laptop lid and hurried out.

"Breakfast." My mother said in a chiding tone.

I picked up a toast and mumbling a farewell I stepped out. For the most part, I was accustomed to my past life memories now.  Honestly, I looked forward to seeing and remembering things, remembering her.

The school bus was long gone by now so I had to use my cycle to get to school since my step-dad would not let me have a car till I get inside a college, even though I earned myself a license.

The PE teacher greeted me as I entered the school.

"Late again Mr. Myers." He said and I ignored him.

He handed me a detention slip like always and I walked away.

The eyes of female students followed me as usual and it bothered me. I had a feeling to wear a face mask or something to hide. I would keep the earplugs in to avoid any greetings or flirt attempts even though I had no music on.

I opened the door for the math class and the teacher looked at me disapprovingly. Had my stepfather not given this school a shit load of money I would have been kicked out by now.

"Thank you for gracing us with your presence Ivor." The teacher said.

"Mention not," I said in a bored tone and few of chuckled.

I found my seat and stretched my leg underneath the desk looking up at the board and trying to listen to the teacher who somehow had even less knowledge than me.

The girl in the next row was trying to call out to me with a scary letter of confession in her hand. One of these I wish I had mind manipulation or super speed and I can escape all this just like I did way back in other life.

The door opened again and I looked up intrigued who was even lazier than me but the principal walked in with a new student.

My heart literally stopped as her face registered.

"Class this is a new student Liahna Martin." Her stance was like she was not supposed to be messed with.

Liahna, Princess of the Silverlights. 

Look for the girl with the locket.

She was here. The girl who I fell in love with, the only one who mattered then, the one who was my wife.

And obviously the only empty seat was next to me.

She walked over and I noticed the uneasiness in her eyes. She was exactly the same as she was in memories. In millions of people, I would have never found her but fate brought her here. She sat down next to me and gave me a tight-lipped smile.

Of course, she wouldn't remember. If she did it would be too easy.

I realized I kept staring for long because her ears turned red and I suppressed a chuckle.

"Stop staring." She said in a furious whisper and I saw the same fire in her eyes, the same bravery.

She didn't know it yet, but  I was her past and future husband.

Suddenly my mood got a whole lot better and I looked away before I creep her out.

 I noticed she was a hard worker and kept writing the notes as her life depended on it. As she the class ended she got up not giving me a second glance.

"Liahna," I called her not only getting her attention but the rest of the surprised class as I spoke to a student on my own accord.

"Yes."

"My name is Ivor." I introduced myself.

She stared at me for a got fifteen seconds and I couldn't break her gaze. I remembered all the kisses we shared and felt the sudden desire to pull her closer to me but I didn't.

Then her gaze broke and she took a step closer, whisper softly, "You have beautiful eyes."

She complimented my weird pair of indigo eyes and hurried out like she didn't expect herself to do that. A small smile formed on my lips.

This time around she will be mine forever.

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THE END.

So, as I said...it was not that bad. I meant I knew they will meet again.

I love school romances so I wanted to bring them to this era and time.

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Also, your favorite moments characters whatever to bid farewell to this story.

Note: There will be no sequel or Second story or anything of that kind. My mindset allows me only this much.

I will be starting Cursebreaker- II soon since it's highly requested.

You will get a heads up when it will be published:)

Till then Enjoy Epiphany!