"Y-you're a Daemon..." It's a statement rather than a question. Clan can't believe what she's seeing. She is in front of a man she thought is only famous for his bad-boy moves and looks. But now, she thought deeply about her memories that were vague. When it came clear to her, she wanted to run away. She wanted to forget about those memories. She blamed herself for trying to remember it when it's clearly not something her brain is accepting.
Alfred approached her slowly with his serious face. Looking at him fekt like she was taking out her will to breathe on her own. It felt as though she is magnetized go his presence. "You... how did you get out of my spell? How did you manage to remember about what I told you that night?" he asked curiously. He also wanted to know how in the world she d
