"This is the path to your house. I took this path to come see you," Dahlia said softly as they crossed the road toward Carter's former home.
Carter was momentarily surprised when he felt Dahlia's hand slip into his. He glanced at her, his expression softening, and gave a small nod.
"Do you remember?" he asked, his voice gentle.
She stopped walking, prompting him to stop as well. He watched as she looked around, her brows furrowing in concentration. "No, I don't remember," she admitted, frowning slightly as she met his gaze.
They stood there for a moment, caught in the tension of memories lost and the uncertainty of the present. Then, wordlessly, they resumed walking. Unbeknownst to them, Claire had also made her way to Carter's old house.
As soon as Claire arrived at the familiar, now
