"I want to ask you a question." He finally said, after a few seconds of uncomfortable silence.
"How did you end up married to Alexander?"
His question caught me off guard, and I shifted uncomfortably on the couch. I didn't want to talk about the past, especially if it had to do with Alexander.
"That's an irrelevant topic." I evaded, tapping my knee with my fingertips.
"I also want to ask you a question. How do you know who I am?" I asked, hoping he would reveal what I had been suspecting so far.
His lips curved into a faint smile that I couldn't decipher, but it made me feel nervous and anxious to know what was going through his mind.
"Don't you remember me?"
That question confirmed my suspicions. He didn't need to say more for me to know what he was talking about. I raised an ey
