"I will find you again, my love." As one life ends, another begins. True love never dies.
For twenty years, Bella has searched for Edward. She finally discovers him again, in the New Plymouth Colony. Will Edward's soul remember hers? Will he fall in love with his selkie wife again as they build another life together in this new world?
Sneak peek:
“Edward.”
He heard the soft voice behind him and turned to see a woman standing behind him. She was tiny, the top of her head barely reaching the center of his chest. Dark hair peeked from under the edge of her white linen cap and the huge eyes in her heart-shaped face were equally dark, but as soft and gentle as a doe’s.
Edward bowed and quickly retrieved his doublet from the stump where he’d left it. He’d taken it off to work in his shirt and he blushed slightly to be seen in such a state of undress in the presence of a lady. And a lady she must be, for her light blue gown was made of soft, fine wool and her slender white hands bore no callouses.
She gazed at him expectantly and Edward’s blush deepened a bit. “I beg pardon, Madame,” he said. “You have me at a disadvantage.”
Sadness settled over her and she dropped her eyes. “I had hoped you would recognize me.”
The strangest thing was that he did, in some deep recess of his mind. He tried hard to place her, for surely if he had ever met such an enchanting creature, he would have remembered. Still, she seemed familiar in some way, like a forgotten word dancing on the tip of one’s tongue. “Your pardon, my lady,” he repeated.
“I am Bella,” she said and gave a small curtsey when he bowed again, an automatic action which told him that his assumptions of her status had been correct. “I have searched for you.”
“For me? Wherefore would you—“ He stopped, for a strange fragment of a memory, like a recollection of a long-ago dream flitted through his mind. He saw Bella, though she was dressed in a jewel-encrusted gown with a wide lace ruff framing her neck and shoulders. He blinked and the vision – if that’s what it was – vanished.
“Your heart remembers, even if your mind does not,” Bella said. “Your soul knows mine, Edward.” She reached out and took his hand into hers and he felt a strange tingle pass along his nerves.
