Damien came closer. "Removing the marks does not hurt. I promise you," he tried convincing her.
Their eyes locked. "I do not remember everything that has happened between us, but I know that you have never hurt me. I... I trust you, Damien." Saying the words aloud, she knew they were true.
"You can trust me with your life," he said.
Time stopped for a moment as they stared at each other.
"Thank you," Vienna said softly. Then she cleared her throat. "Why didn't you remove the other marks, the ones on my back?"
He sighed. "I suppose because I knew they were not visible to others, and I was hoping that at some point, they would help you to remember me."
"Well, I remember you now." Vienna smiled at him. "And I still want you to tell me about... the things you wouldn't tell me about, bef
