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London... I don’t know. Just not here.”
    “But, honey, it’s your birthday today!” she says.
    “Perfect time to grow up!” I reply smiling.
    “You really want to move away?”
    “Not only do I want to, but I  need  to move away Stella. I need to be away from Sarah, away from this house. I need the distance. I need to find myself,” I say and her gaze widens for a second, but she conceals it immediately.
    “Well then baby girl,” she says smiling. “Let me be your nanny one last time. You pick your outfit, and let me see if you look sophisticated, mature, and intelligent as a prospective new employee!”
    “Okay. Thank you Stella. You’re the mom I never had... You'll always have a special place in my heart. But, I need to find myself and soon. I want to move next week,” I confess leaving her gaping, I walk into my closet.

     
     
     
    CHAPTER II
    THE EQUINOX
    Alexander Aurelius Pella

     
    “Mr. Pella?” Anthony slowly approaches placating as if not to disturb a wild animal. He stands ten feet away from me accompanied by Henry. He oddly looks out of place even though he’s in his running gear, his shirt off and his large muscles bulging like a well-oiled machine. Henry on the other hand is in his cowboy boots, black jeans, and pale blue shirt, his wide brim hat in place and yet he looks at home in the middle of a California beach.
    “What?” I ask sharply, still looking at the pathway where Elissa disappeared running.  
    “Is it her, sir ?” he asks in a gentle tone. 
    My eyes are still fixed on the pathway as if she’ll come back any second, but of course, she doesn’t. “Yes, it’s Elissa,” I respond, reticently. 
    Ever since my dreams  of Elissa started two weeks ago to date, I’ve been searching like a mad man to find her. But then, I've always looked for her every place I went, in every person I've met, in many, many women, and hadn't, of course found her. The task wasn’t just like looking for a needle in a haystack; but it was as if I was looking for a needle in mountains of needles. It's been exhausting, excruciating, soul shredding to the point of losing it. I've scaled the globe, went to so many countries, searched through millions of faces I've met day after day and not having found her, not feeling her presence in the here and now, and having to start all over again, and coming up empty handed for such a long time, the task would have destroyed a lesser man... 
    Then again, I'm only half man. Half my resilience comes from the angel who fathered me, and the other half is lent through the angel who bound me to him for eternity with a task I willingly took , protecting the only woman I ever loved in my very long existence, Elissa. I knew she was going to look different, and even have a different personality. But our souls always called to one another. I felt the familiar pull, as the earth would call to her moon. Helplessly, inescapable... Since the first night my dreams of our past started, everything else became secondary. After I felt her presence two weeks ago and finally knowing she existed in the here and now, any other woman I ever fucked, any of my businesses though I make billions, or any endeavor I ever desired to accomplish or ever accomplished, ceased to mean anything. My sun finally rose after having left me in the dark for two-hundred and fifteen years! This is my second chance, my equinox! I feel alive! 
    “Are you quite sure Alexander?” asks Henry  pulling me out of my reveries. 
    “Do you think I  wouldn't recognize my own wife?” I roar at Henry turning on my heels, my gaze stormy, ablaze with anger, piercing him with my glare. If it was anyone other than these two men who dedicated their lives to me for centuries, they wouldn't be able to question my judgment without being the recipients of my wrath. 
     
    “Your wife in a different time, Alexander!” Henry reminds me urgently,