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said she won't understand you,” she smirked and only now turned her eyes to see me on the bed, totally confused. “I am Avery,” her smile grew and became warm. Her eyes were shinning from friendliness. “I am you tutor. Did he tell you who he is to you?” I nodded, stealing a glance at him. Christopher was standing not far away from her, observing me with his stern eyes. All that amiability which he had showed me, disappeared. I felt guilty that he looked so forbidding now.
    “He is my protector from the bad people,” I said what he had told me a few minutes ago.
    “Yes, Triny,” she used my short name like Christopher had done before. I was stunned how quickly those two thought that I was their fellow. “To make long story short, everyone has a soul and everyone has another part, a soulmate. Have you got that straight?” one nodded. “Perfect,” with one graceful move of her hand she removed a lock of her hair from her face and took a step closer to me. “And there are protectors and tutors which have souls, too, but not a soulmate,” I stole a glance at Christopher again. He was leaning against the wall. His hands were crossed against his chest while his angry eyes were staring at something through the window.
    He doesn't like that fact, a thought crossed my mind and I felt sad for some reason.
    “Why don't they have a soulmate?” I asked, putting my hands on my legs.
    “I have your attention. Super,” she said easily. “Well, maybe because our soulmates were so special that they could never come back again.”
    “What do you mean?”
    She rolled her eyes and sat on my bed. She seemed so relaxed that I started even envy.
    “There are souls, which come back over an over again. But there also are souls which can't come again, because they did terrible things, for example, Hitler, Stalin. Don't ask why,” she said quickly, when I was about to open my mouth. “ I don't know the reason. It is just how the world spins around. My soulmate was a terrible person. He was killed. His soul didn't come back, while mine did. The star told me that I will be always alone and I had two options: come back to the living world over and over again and never be happy, or become a tutor,” she was telling me her story which sounded so unrealistic to me. Yea, there were days when I wished that thing which were only in books, could be real. But this... this was too much for me, even a person with a wild imagination.
    “Why didn't it give you a new mate?” I asked.
    She shrugged while Christopher was clenching his hands into fists, which soon from red became white.
    “But you have a guess,” I said obstinately.
    She nodded.
    “It's said that every pair of souls is created separately, without any spare soul. So, if your soulmate crosses some kind of forbidden boundary, it will be you who pays the price. “
    Okay, I said in my mind. That I understood. Be good or else some kind of guy will be alone all his live...existence.
    “Okay, what else?” Avery asked herself loudly.
    “Maybe why I am alive,” this topic seemed really something. How could a dead person be alive again?
    “Yea,” she said pensively. “I think you are dieing to find out why you are back. So, make yourself comfortable. The main reason why you are here, because your soulmate is alive and you were dead. We couldn't kill him, because you are special. I mean you have a talent in writing or something like that and you need to live and do your job. But you couldn't do it in your...life, because your mate... wasn't alive. So, the bodiless gave orders to kill you that you could meet your mate in other life. But, how we know now, something happened not according to the plan and your mate is...was without the mate. So, the bodiless decided to bring you back to life,” she said, avoiding meeting my eyes which were glued to her face.
    “The bodiless?”
    “They are those who make decisions, Triny,” Christopher said, controlling his voice.
    “And why