Shane untied her hands and said, "Cole will take you home."
"No, I want to be with you," she said and clung to him with all her strength. "If anything happens, we will face it together. I don't want you to be sad alone while I sleep back home. Besides, I'm sure I can't sleep."
"Charlotte, I don't remember any memories of us." The expression in his eyes did not change when he looked at her.
"I don't understand."
"He wanted to use my past memories to conceal my present memories. He succeeded halfway."
Charlotte realized why Avery spoke in a light tone. Maybe it was just a possibility to him. The reality was much more cruel and terrifying.
She shook her head fiercely. "It's okay, we don't have many memories anyway."
No.
There should be.
Shane regarded the strangely familiar person in front of him. She clearly matched the face in his memory, but he couldn't figure out if it was really her.