Chapter Twenty
In the flickering glow of the laboratory lights, Sabrina sighed. It had been many hours since Dimitri had stormed off. Since there wasn't a clock in the lab, she had no idea of how much time had really passed. Ametsu was leaning in the corner of the room, looking distant as Sabrina paced around. Sabrina didn't know what to do and kept squeezing her bag. Ametsu finally spoke out. “I lied to him,” she mumbled, “I screwed with his memories.” She leaned back and huffed against a wall. “His anger wasn’t necessary at all, but he had a point.” "Screwed with his memories?" Sabrina asked, approaching Ametsu, "You mean you didn't actually know him through childhood?" She shook her head, “Not at all. I did it so I wouldn’t look suspicious. I actually tampered with many people’s memories, including
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