All the bodyguards who had been guarding the restaurant left with Drake, leaving Barr. Anderson behind. He had been keeping watch at the door to the private room. The moment the echoing steps fell silent, he slipped inside to check on Elena.
Though Elena's eyes stayed shut, tears slipped freely across her cheeks.
“Elena! Are you alright?” Barr. Anderson hurried to her side, fumbling in his pocket until he pulled out a cloth. He stretched it toward her, panic in his eyes.
“I’m fine,” Elena answered. “Barr. Anderson, I want to be alone for a while. Please leave.”
She tried to hold herself together.
Once, she had believed with her whole heart that when Drake regained his memory, he would return to her. She had thought the bond they shared was strong enough to burn through everything. Sh
