She doesn’t recognize me?

Can she remember me? Am I losing my mind?

Sebastian steadied himself and approached her cautiously. “Sasha?”

Sasha gazed back at him unblinkingly, through wide and tear-streaked eyes.

However, he saw the recognition in her gaze. It almost seemed as if she was waiting for something.

Sebastian was unable to restrain himself any longer. He took another step towards her. Sasha shrank away from him immediately.

“What are you doing? You are still hurt! Don’t move!” He grabbed hold of her.

His touch seemed to agitate Sasha. Distrust became horror as she screamed and twisted herself free from him.

“Let go! Let go of me!”

Distraught and afraid of hurting her, Sebastian let her go.

He watched as Sasha cower on her bed like a cornered deer. She buried her head under the blanket and began chastising herself.

Has she really lost her mind?

His limbs and face felt unnaturally cold. He did not know what or

Thump.

cover of her quilt, Sasha’s

thief, feeling her way around the cabinet by her bed, and knocked over a glass

What is she doing?

went towards it, intending on

her quilt and waited for her chance. He was kneeling over the broken glass and caught sight of her staring at

me alone? Are you an evil spirit or something? Why am I always dreaming about a scum like you?”

under her quilt, exposing only her angry

froze, still on

In her dreams? Scum?

I missing my son so much that I’m dreaming of the scum?” Sasha furrowed her brows in confusion as she continued

was true that she did not think of Sebastian much or dreamed of him for the

worked incessantly to set up a new life. Besides, she had to sever all ties with her past connections when she faked her

he stood before Sasha, as clear as day. Just like the same

be

arm outside of the blanket was met with a sudden warmth. It

“Is it true?”

“What?”

touching you?” The man kneeling before her sounded hoarse. He

feel was her hand being caressed with

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