“Do you remember me this time?” The question shattered something inside me.
Not because I did not know the answer. Because of the fear hidden beneath it. After everything, after every cycle, every reset, every version of us clawing our way back to each other through memory loss and grief. Kessler was still afraid I would look at him and see nothing.
The facility trembled violently around us. Concrete cracked overhead while emergency sirens screamed through the collapsing structure. Smoke poured across the chamber floor in thick waves, and sparks rained from ruptured ceiling panels, but none of it felt real compared to the look in his eyes.
My fingers trembled against his face. “Kessler.” His breathing caught instantly. Emotion slammed through his expression so quickly it nearly destroye
