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Sometimes the order of things gets mixed up in my head. i'll admit, i don't remember long stretches of time i've spent alone, but i can remember every first glimpse of your face, every kiss of your lips, every memory i've ever made with you.

When she pressed deeper into his chest, Daniel slid his hand up the sleeves of her sweater and ran his fingers in circles around her arms, as if he were drawing little halos on her skin. "Tell me the best part of all your lives." She wanted to say 'When i found you, every time.' but it wasn't as simple as that. it was hard even to think of them discretely. her past lives began to swirl together and hiccup like the panels of a kaleidoscope. there was the beautiful moment in Tahiti when Lulu had tattooed Daniel's chest. and the way they'd abandoned a battle in ancient China because their love was more important than fighting any war. she could gave listed a dozen sexy stolen moments, a dozen gorgeous, bittersweet kisses. Luce knew those weren't the best parts. The best part was now. that was what she would take with her from her journeys through the ages: he was worth everything to her and she was worth everything to him. the only way to experience that deep level of their love was to enter each new moment together, as if time were made of clouds. and if it came down to it during these next nine days, Luce knew that she and Daniel would risk everything for their love.