Amelia couldn’t breathe.
The man stood at the end of the hallway, completely still.
Older.
Colder.
But unmistakably familiar.
A memory flashed through her mind.
A hospital corridor.
A man’s hand.
A Black family ring.
And his voice whispering:
“Don’t let them take my son.”
Amelia stepped backward.
“Who are you?”
The man removed his coat.
“My name is Adrian.”
Her eyes widened.
“Adrian Black.”
He nodded.
“I know you don’t remember me.”
Amelia’s hand tightened around Noah.
“Stay away from my son.”
Adrian’s expression changed.
“I’m not here to hurt him.”
“You took him.”
“No.”
“You lied to me.”
“I protected him.”
“You erased my memories!”
Adrian looked away.
“That wasn’t my decision.”
Noah woke up.
“Mummy?”
Amelia immediately pulled him closer.
“I’m here.”
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