Chapter 596
I stood in the barley field with butterflies flying around while I awaited.
The sun shined on me but it didn’t burn.
Instead, it felt as though it drowned me with strength and happiness.
I had no idea what I was waiting for.
What had brought me here.
Or why, I was here.
“Jasmine!” I heard someone call out my name.
A soft feminine voice.
“Come on.” I heard the same feminine voice call out to me.
I turned around and walked towards where the voice was calling from.
“Be careful not to trip darling.” The gentlest and yet most radiant feminine voice.
A voice that seemed to sound like a melody.
A voice that seemed to have the power to calm down your nerves.
I hadn’t seen the owner of this voice, and yet, Ig seemed familiar.
I was filled with de ja vu.
A familiarity so strong I couldn’t place my finger where it came from.
I walked on the grass until I came to the bank of a little lake.
There a woman sat on the beach, backing me from seeing her.
She had fire red hair and a plain blue dress.
“Come dear.” The woman said.
I was about to take a step closer but was forced to stop when I saw a little girl with bouncy red curls running to her.
“Mummy look what I found!” The girl, a plump and well nourished child of perhaps the age 5 said.
The little girl handed a flower that she held fiercely to the woman.
“A Jasmine.” The woman said as she collected the flower and placed it in her ear. “For the perfect Jasmine.”
The little girl giggled and then the woman gently assisted her to sit on her lap.
The girl leaned her head on the woman’s shoulder while the woman rocked her in her arms.
The woman very gently and slowly began to sing a soft song.
A song so alluring and powerful, I myself was enchanted and trapped in the web of its melodies.
She sang and the little girl hung unto her peaceful.
As she sang the song, I started to feel the overwhelming sensation of De Ja vu.
I had never heard the song before in my entire life.
But that tune.
That tune seemed so familiar.
Seemed to be something I knew somewhere.
I found myself begin to hum in perfect harmony with the woman and it hit me.
I knew this song.
I knew it my entire life!
Except never as a song, but as a hum.
The woman stiffened and stopped singing the song.
For a woman who had been so oblivious of my presence, she seemed to be aware that they were not alone.
She slowly turned around and for the first time I saw her clearly for who she was.
A beautiful young lady with a perfect oval face, almond shaped eyes with emerald irises.
Her lips were perfectly pink while her cheek bones highlighted her features.
Her long, violent and untamed red curls framed her face in uniqueness.
She looked nothing above someone who had seen twenty one new moon years.
Her beauty was so stunning I was taken aback.
She looked at me with confusion, recognition and then finally shock.
“Jasmine?” She said confused.
I instantly Jolted awake in a break of sweat.
I gasped as I breathed heavily, trying to understand myself.
“Jasmine!”
It was Xaden.
And he was seated in a couch by my side but was now up and alert.
I breathed heavily lost and confused as he approached me.
“What am I doing here?” I asked lost as I looked around. “How did I get here?”
“Take it easy.” Xaden said as he gently tried to help me sit up to the prodded pillows behind my back.
He arranged it, while my brain scanned what the hell was actually going in.
I was back in his bedroom.
How did I even get here?
The entire room was dark except for a single bright candle that illuminated the entire room.
“How did I get here?” I asked.
“I brought you.” He stated. “How do you feel now?”
I gave a light shrug. “I’m fine. How did I get here?”
“You don’t remember anything?” He asked startled.
I started to think through my head.
What I could remember was my dream.
The dream that seemed so real.
The woman with red hair who called me by my name.
A little girl who carried my name and called the woman with red hair her “mummy”
And then I remembered the song she had sung for the little girl.
The exact same song I had hummed.
The one pearl had sung.
The girl.
Was that my mother?
Was that why I knew how to hum the song?
But my mother had never seen me grow up.
She had died giving birth to me so what was happening?
My whole thought process began to race.
It was all too much for me to grasp.
What did this all mean?
I wished I could go find pearl now and tell her what I had seen.
I had NEVER dreamt of my mother.
Not when I had hoped to imagine what she looked like before I went to bed so she would appear to my dreams.
It had never happened.
And now yet, today, there was a lady whom I had never seen in my entire life talking to a girl who carried my name?
I wanted to think the girl was a younger version of myself but I had no childhood paintings of myself to remember what I looked like.
I was stuck in a paradox I didn’t understand.
“You don’t remember anything?” Xaden asked.
I closed my eyes and tried to remember what I knew before my dream.
“I was in the hall.” I explained. “Felt blurry but that’s all I can recall.”
His face went grim. “You fainted.”
“What?”
“The lights in the hall all went off. For Goddess only know reason why. So I brought you here.” He said.
I blinked and before I could ask any questions, he brought me a glass.
“Drink this.” He instructed.
He handed it to me and before I could complain it was shoved down my throat.
I drank the bitter liquid.
“Next time you won’t take two glasses of rum.” He said as he collected the empty glasses and set them aside.
I became pale.
“Was I drunk?” I asked horrified.
“Fortunately not. Now that you’re fine I can tell you this..” He said as he rose to his feet.
And then his face became a mask of thundercloud.
“That was a stupid thing to do. Drinking two glasses of rum? Something terrible could have happened to you. I would never forgive myself if I let anything happen to you again.” He blurted out.