Signs

He's left me signs.

Yes, I'm talking about Samaël. Yes, my spirit name is Lilitu. Yes, we have a spirit daughter together; and no, she is not a Nephilim.

His eyes turned forest green (their color in his true form) when I was marrying him in my last life as Tori. We got married in Central Park. He even proposed there. It was raining the day he proposed. He did so in a gazebo.

His eyes turned hazel at his gym. They had been that exact shade of hazel when he was Iven.

He put a Guess (brand) box into his desk at his gym, then that same box of earrings came out of his dresser drawer when he was Wilber.

He played the song, "Alejandro" by Lady Gaga at his gym to remind me he'd been Alejandro on my family trips to Mexico.

He is still a silver fox to me. He is 5'8", born on July 4th (someone had to be), 1959. His hair is now white. It was gray when I met him at his gym. He has a six-pack (abs) right above a happy trail (a hint about being nicknamed "old six-pack"). He has the build of a soccer player.

Speaking of builds, he posed as the botani, a race of beings found in the game, World of Warcraft (Blizzard). One year, Blizzcon was on my birthday. I'm pretty sure he works there as the gym-owner life.

I was born November 4th, 1986, the same date as our anniversary in my life as Tori. As Tori, I was born on November 11th, 1959, which was the same date as Veterans' Day, to give him a hint that I'd been Simone right before my life as Tori. I had originally met him when he was about 11 years old when I was Ariel Simone Gadon, half-Israeli and half-Romanian. As Tori, I was Italian. As Simone, I was American.

I'm in love with a changer, or (to use common parlance) a shapeshifter. Apparently, I have the same powers as him, but I'm not in touch with them at the moment. Not that I'm envious...much.

Apparently, he posed as Iven to test me, and I passed.

I sang him the song, "Ebben, Ne Andró Lontana" from La Wally one night while I was dating him, me as Alexandra and him as Wilber. It was to confirm that I'd been the one who'd sung the same song at his gym, where he was my personal trainer and my father's physical therapist.

And yes, it's all true. I was married to him and pregnant with his child when I was kidnapped as Tori. Despite the fact that the song, "I Used to Love Her" by Guns 'n' Roses makes him laugh, he didn't kill me when I was Tori. Of course, if he hadn't tried to kill himself over my death, he could have kept Emma and raised her himself, or at least with his parents' help. Now, he has yet another daughter who I believe is sixteen or seventeen years old. She was born when he was 48. He is currently 65. I am not at liberty to divulge her name or his.

I may be in love with Sam, but I only want him as the gym-owner life. That's the life in which he was my husband when I was Tori. That's the life he was my friend with benefits (my only one) when I was Simone. I want to stop running from enemies and be with him like we'd promised ourselves and each other we would.

His other lives play too many head games for me to want to be with them, and they mean less to me than he does as the gym-owner.