For the second time tonight, she derailed my thoughts. Was she still trying to deny us? I saw no deception in her gaze. This wasn’t a game; she was truly pissed. Almost as if she didn’t know who I was. I brought up both hands to cup her cheeks and watched her reaction. While it felt like a mild form of lightning ran beneath my skin, aside from an initial jolt, she was unaffected. Holy shit. Worse than that, there was no recognition whatsoever.
