Lily
I didn't remember my life here, at least the important pieces.
Adrian's confession rang with an intense ache. He'd forgotten me — a truth I had known all along— but it still hit with a sharp sting.
"Wow!" I finally exclaimed, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. "That was awfully honest," I willed myself to look away from him, but he closed the distance between us, cupped my cheeks and tilted my face up to meet his. Our eyes locked and for all the pain brewing in my chest, it fluttered. Was it that broken? I wondered of my heart that should hate him with a passion.
"You don't understand," Adrian growled. "It's not what you think. I forgot you, yes, but it's far from what you think."
"What should I think then, Ri?" I whispered, chest constricting as the pain kept clawing there.
