Chapter One: Vogue Magazine Here I Come

It can't be.

It was the boy from my dreams.

Those same eyes... that same messy brown hair. His arm was outstretched and clutched in his hand, a silver necklace. My silver necklace.

"Do you know him?" Mr Karter seemed to notice my silent stare.

A shiver ran down my spine and the hairs on my neck stood up.

"I... I don't know"