"Eden," I moaned as Austin's finger curled in my hair. I wasn't sure how or why, but I remembered those brilliant blue eyes. Eyes so pale they were like lightning. Rough and delicate fingers massaging at my scalp when I'm too stressed.
He reached and ripped off his mask, letting it fall to the floor with a loud clattering. When he met my gaze again, there was a feral ferocity in his eyes that I had never seen before. It seemed almost... desperate.
"Say it," he growled through clenched teeth as his hand slammed the table before my face. "Say it, Harlow."
I didn't know what he wanted me to say; that I recalled his eyes like a half remembered dream? That I had some vague recollection of a time when those eyes brought me comfort and happiness?
"I can't," I stuttered, tears welling up and s
