"Eastbound... Were you there? Where you the person I'd been with in Lake Eastbound" She asked and held her breath, waiting for his answer.
But deep down her heart knew this. That It could never have been him
"Eastbound," Jim repeated. The words rolling off his tongue with familiarity. She could sense him searching his memories as if trying to grasp at a fading dream. "I've never been there before," He finally revealed
Like a dam finally breaking, her tears flowed freely, cascading down her face in an unstoppable torrent.
A sudden knock on the door cut through the silence. Jim glanced at the door his body tense, his voice trembling as he spoke. "I shouldn't be seen," he said, his words heavy with regret. "I'm not to blame for any of this." Jane could hear the fear in his voice, the pan
