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Andrea’s POV

I stared at him in stunned silence, a million questions going through my head all at once. He remembers me? How much does he remember exactly? And when did that happen? Was that the reason he left me alone and disappeared? What is going on through his head?

And then I remembered what he said to Adrian back at the cell.

‘I know exactly who she is’

He watched me process this without saying anything. He was just staring at me sadly. Was he sad for me or for himself because he thinks the past is too heavy to accept?

I finally gained enough courage to ask in a thick voice “What do you remember? And when did that happen?”

His hand moved to my hair, brushing it and playing with it as he spoke gently “It was after we slept last night. I had a dream, more like a memory I think your name triggered it and as soon as I woke up, I remembered everything else”

“What memory was that?” I asked carefully, wanting and not wanting to know, the pain of my past memories was not something I go