JONEA
Owen’s expression was cold. “I’ll send her back to wherever she was before she came here! I will also erase her memories.”
“What?”
This is not the first time I have heard and seen how Daran and Owen erase the memory of someone who accidentally sees their presence or appearance. But hey, it’s Marilyn! Not other people. How can I accept all this?
When I turned around to look at Marilyn, she had disappeared without a trace. I was flabbergasted. I looked back at Owen angrily and asked for an explanation.
“You didn’t even ask for my opinion before sending Marilyn away. What if she has an accident because she was suddenly turned back onto the road while driving?”
“Nothing like that will happen,” Owen replied casually. He got up from the sofa and was about to leave me.
I can’t accept
