The air was so still, you could hear a pin drop.

"Evadne."

Alexia heard the name as clear as day, and it sent alarm bells ringing in her mind.

Hadn't Sir said that drug would scramble a person's emotions, make them totally forget their old burning passion for Evadne, leave not a scrap of longing for their former lover?

So why on earth was he still saying her name?!

Thaddeus stared at his own reflection, standing there all alone in the mirror, and for a second he looked lost.

He'd always thought he didn't need anyone. He was his own man, end of story.

But for some inexplicable reason, the moment "Evadne" slipped out of his mouth, he felt this hollowness inside, this empty corner echoing with something he just couldn't ignore.

He didn't realize it yet-how you only hear echoes when something refuses to be forgotten.

Just then, as Thaddeus stood lost in thought, a pair of pale, elegant hands brushed over his broad shoulders and slid gently around his neck.

soft, sweet scent drifted up

and there was Alexia, her eyes warm and tender-so dark, you could almost drown in

like Mr. Thaddeus isn't quite a pro at tying a tie," she said, her fingers playing with his charcoal-gray tie, her voice smooth as honey. "Let me help. Mr. Frederic and the others will be here any minute. If they see

had to stand on tiptoe, leaning in close so their

if to say something, when suddenly, heavy footsteps thundered down

up. Chasel stood in the

looked dangerously close-almost like they were

eyes flew wide, his whole body tensing with a sudden rush of

amiss. "Don't get the wrong idea.

He

SMACK!

he slapped Thaddeus hard across

pale skin now marked

between them. "Dr. Bright! What the hell? You can't just go hitting people for

tongue pressing against his teeth. “And don't test me, sweetheart. Say one more

face flushed white with fury as

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