“The alternative is she forgot me.” It had been four years since he’d walked into my life by accident. In all that time, he’d only once used that cold, angry, wrathful voice; when he told me about the fire. “She can’t just forget you. Her biology—” “Is either as broken as mine, or she lied. There’s no other possibility. Phaon said her trauma was too much. . .” I could sense the dark thoughts circulating through his mind. “We’ll figure it out,”
