“And why did you think you started feeling so much pain when you met him?”

I shook my head. “I don’t know. He just seemed mysterious and angry back then.”

What was I supposed to say to him? I was just a child and didn't really understand what was going on.

“He said his name was Ambrose, and he called you Ambrosia? Isn't that strange?"

"I don't know why I heard his voice within my head. He could have been probably calling me. I don't know."

“But he was calling someone else and not you. Your name is Luciana, not Ambrosia.”

"It does sound strange." I agreed with a nod....