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?

limbs and face felt unnaturally cold. He did

Thump.

the cover of her quilt,

a thief, feeling her way around the cabinet by her

What is she doing?

it, intending on

her chance. He was kneeling over the broken

something? Why am I always dreaming about a scum

her quilt, exposing only her angry eyes

still on

In her dreams? Scum?

scum?” Sasha furrowed her brows in confusion as she continued

think of Sebastian

had worked incessantly to set up a new life. Besides, she had to sever all ties

as clear as day. Just like the same old domineering and stubborn Sebastian

be dreaming.

back to sleep, but before she could, her bare arm outside of the blanket was met with a sudden warmth. It

“Is it true?”

“What?”

man kneeling before her sounded hoarse. He could wrap her thin wrists

feel was her hand being caressed with a gentleness that

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