25“Stop!” He yelled taking a step back then holding his head with both his hands as if he was in pain.
“I thought you were dead. Do you know what I went through believing that?” My eyes teared up again. Speaking of it opened up new wounds. “Lucian…do you really not remember me?” I asked again hoping everytime the answer would be different but he kept shaking his head and backing away from me. “Do you not remember telling me you loved me?”
“Please stop!” He backed away until he hit the wall behind him.
“Do you not remember holding me or kissing me?
He shook his head violently.
“Do you not remember sleeping next to me while holding me in your arms?”
“Stop!” He fell on his knees then fisted his hair. “Stop!” His voice trembled as if he was fighting himself.
“Lucian?” He didn’t seem wel
