Isabella′s POV:
That’s the reason why Nicola seems familiar. It’s because I saw her before, she’s the same person in the photo I had in my room.
That makes more sense than thinking I had a super memory.
How can I have a super memory when I can’t remember what food I had for breakfast?
Not too long after, I call Hee-Young to come to the hospital with the box inside my closet. After nearly half an hour of utter silence, with everyone wondering what I am doing, Hee-Young arrives with her usual long dark jeans and overcoat - suggesting that it’s still cold outside.
She places the box down, sweats bleeding down her neck as her eyes pin towards the items laying on my lap. Hee-Young is anxious; I can tell without entering her mind.
The tingly sensation in the back of my mind imme
