"A lot happened," Edward said. "That's how I ended up waking in my own body less than two years ago."
He fell quiet.
For the past half hour, he had tried to give Chloe an account of his life that she could follow. He had begun with the accident that took their family from him, then gone through his life as Amael Falkrona and the life that followed as Amael Idea Olphean. He had put them in the order they had actually happened, stopping more than once to explain how a person could live in one body and later find that his memories of another life had been sealed away.
Even after all that, Edward knew he had left out more than he had told her.
There were years he could have spent the rest of the night describing. There were people Chloe had never met whose names meant everything to him, and choices he still struggled to explain to himself. Most confusing of all was the gap between the order in which he had lived those lives and the order in which he remembered them.
