LACHLAN'S POV
“How do you know me?”
“Please, can you let me go home?”
“What do you want from me?”
Klaus had asked these questions multiple times, and I had done the right thing by ignoring him. There was something strange about him that I couldn't trust. Even though he had lost his memory, the loyalty he had always shown me was missing.
Don't get me wrong, I understand he'd forgotten that he had once given me letters, but the very first letter and the second letter were being so loyal and witty, knowing fully well it was his first time meeting me.
But now, all I see is a man whose soul was almost out of his body; he was rather a shadow of himself.
I focused my gaze on the single flower pot in the corner of the room and stroked my beard. After asking for the last time how I kne
