Colton's POV
How can this be?
She looked just like Merida.
How the hell can it be?!
I rushed down the stairs, the thought pounding in my head. Michael called out behind me, but I was too deep in my thoughts to hear him.
I stormed into my room, slamming the door behind me. My hands went straight to the drawer. I dug through it until I found the old photo album.
My fingers trembling, I flipped it open-
There she was.
A girl with golden hair and warm brown eyes smiling without a care in the world, and standing beside her… was... Me.
My fingers trailed through the photo as pieces of memory flashed through my mind.
Merida.
The name played in my head like a broken disc, and I do not know what came over me. I grabbed the table roughly and shook it hard.
"How can you show your face in front of me again?! How dare you!" I yelled, as anger surged through me.
After all the pain and suffering you made me go through before my pack! You dare show yourself to me.
