~Back to the present~
The waterfall's soothing sound blended with the wind rustling softly through the trees. For a long moment, Williams remained still, his eyes locked on hers, his hand reaching for hers and holding them gently. The memory had faded, but the warmth of it still clung to his skin like sunlight after a summer rain.
And here she was, her eyes searching his, her long braids swaying as she shook her head slightly.
"What prompted you to pick that evening? It's almost as if you knew something would happen the next day," Williams asked her, needing some form of explanation as that thought had refused to leave his mind.
Dera let out a soft laugh. "I've always asked myself that question, but I can't seem to find an answer. Maybe my spirit knew something would happen and it prompted me to act."
"I'm glad you listened," Williams said, satisfaction dripping from his tone.
