No use thinking about things he didn't have control over. Besides, it wasn't even real anyway – nothing ever was, except maybe for his dreams. They came true sometimes and they always left him disappointed in himself and ashamed. After a while, he forced the thoughts out of his head and focused instead on his mission: finding out if Violetta remembered anything from their past.
It took a few hours, but finally, James found an address near the university. There was nothing unusual about it: the woman lived in a big, fancy apartment, a place filled with expensive-looking furniture and luxurious furnishings. The streets were quiet and empty, with not much traffic passing by. The apartment complex was completely modern, and the windows were blacked out. James walked up to the front door and r
