She doesn’t recognize me?

Can she remember me? Am I losing my mind?

Sebastian steadied himself and approached her cautiously. “Sasha?”

Sasha gazed back at him unblinkingly, through wide and tear-streaked eyes.

However, he saw the recognition in her gaze. It almost seemed as if she was waiting for something.

Sebastian was unable to restrain himself any longer. He took another step towards her. Sasha shrank away from him immediately.

“What are you doing? You are still hurt! Don’t move!” He grabbed hold of her.

His touch seemed to agitate Sasha. Distrust became horror as she screamed and twisted herself free from him.

“Let go! Let go of me!”

Distraught and afraid of hurting her, Sebastian let her go.

He watched as Sasha cower on her bed like a cornered deer. She buried her head under the blanket and began chastising herself.

Has she really lost her mind?

and face felt unnaturally cold. He did not know what or

Thump.

the cover of her quilt, Sasha’s thin wrist appeared

a thief, feeling her way around the cabinet by her bed,

What is she doing?

on cleaning up the shattered

watched him through a crack in her quilt and waited for her chance. He was kneeling over the broken glass and caught sight of her staring at him through the bottom

or something? Why am I always dreaming about a scum

under her quilt, exposing only her angry eyes to glare

froze, still on the

In her dreams? Scum?

son so much that I’m dreaming of the scum?” Sasha furrowed her

Sebastian much or dreamed

time in Moranta, she had worked incessantly to set up a new life. Besides, she had to sever all

like the same old

be

outside of the blanket was met with a sudden warmth. It surprised her to see a muscular hand

“Is it true?”

“What?”

me touching you?” The man kneeling before her sounded hoarse. He could wrap

she could feel was her hand being caressed with a gentleness that was

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