When Esme recalled the past, her attention immediately shifted to the brown horse in the barn. He was brown and even though from a distance, she could not see him, a wild thought formed in her mind.
Is it that same horse?
Even Esme found it unbelievable but she found this man familiar. He did not look like her brother but still he felt like him at times and she wanted to know more about him.
No matter what, she wanted her bizarre thoughts to be true.
With burning determination in her heart, she stepped out of her hiding and walked towards the barn.
The sound of approaching footsteps made Adrian raise his head. The hand that was caressing the horse's face paused as he narrowed his eyes looking at the person who was approaching him.
What was she doing here at this hour?
''My Lady,'' He greeted her.