Stein’s POV
My heart pounded as soon as I heard those words come out of Tricia’s mouth. She’s just looking at me innocently with a smile on her face. She raised a brow at me, but not in a rude way, she’s just… confused.
I gulped and I felt a pang in my chest when she suddenly held my hand and removed it.
“Hello… who are you? How did you know my name?” she asked, still, with a smile plastered on her face. I wanted to tell her that I know her, I wanted to tell her everything but my mouth won’t move, and I’m glued to that position. I couldn’t do anything but stare at her.
This feels bizarre, like I’m dreaming. Tricia is in front of me, alive, and yet, she doesn’t know who I am after the memories that we shared. It’s her, really her, but also feels like she’s not the same Tricia that I
