When Love Comes Late by PASSION

After a moment’s hesitation, Bella recounted the strange thing that just happened to her.

“Do you believe it’s possible to hold memories that don’t belong to you?” she asked, her gaze lowered.

She was so lost that she didn’t notice the shifting emotions playing across Kristian’s face.

“But I can’t seem to remember anything now.

Is there something wrong with me?” she added with a distressed shake of her head.

Self-doubt crept in, leaving her to question her own mind.

Kristian found himself in a tight spot.

“Can you recall anything else?” he asked, attempting to mask his unease with calm.

“Beyond what you’ve shared, is there anything else that comes to mind?”

Had Bella not been preoccupied with her thoughts, she might have detected the tremor of nervousness in his voice.

Bella shook her head, looking confused and distressed.

“No, that’s everything.

blurry, but I’m certain

what’s happening

a

“I think you’re tired.

overthinking may be causing your mind to make up

“Really?” Bella asked softly.

Kristian exclaimed

need now is

me you won’t worry about anything that hasn’t

”

tried to hide his uneasiness as he hugged her,

nodded, believing Kristian’s explanation was

to suppress the perplexing thoughts and

of suspicion, Kristian’s

and sought to divert her

night is still

ages since

the most of it,” he said, cradling