[Elena's POV]
"Lena," he said, his voice rough. "It's me. Still remember San Gabriel Valley? The last vacation spot our family visited together!"
Tears blurred my vision again.
San Gabriel Valley.
The memory hit me like a wave, splashing in the lake, Adrian teaching me to float on my back, the sun warm on my face. Mom laughing on the shore. Dad sober for once, smiling. My brother had taught me how to swim that day.
After two months, our family went bankrupt. Since then Adrian had hidden me in his closet when our father came home drunk and angry, whispering that it would be okay, that he'd always protect me.
The boy who'd disappeared when I was seven years old.
When he called my name now, the concern and tenderness in his olive-green eyes remained unchanged from that little boy who'
