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Quietly, I say, “What’s the problem?” Anderson laughs; his eyes crinkle and he looks, for a moment, human. “Suffice it to say that your girlfriend is ruining my goddamn day. As usual.” “My what?” I frown. “Dad, Lena isn’t my girlfriend. I don’t care what she’s telling any—” “Different girlfriend,” Anderson says, and sighs.
“Paris has never told either of them about their shared history. The reason he had to keep wiping their memories was because it didn’t matter how many times he reset the story or remade the introductions— Aaron always fell in love with her. Every time.

