Seraphina was becoming increasingly attentive to me.
She wouldn't even let me pour my own water.
While running on the treadmill in the apartment gym, I'd occasionally think back to the past.
Seraphina was trying hard to become the person she once was.
I would also stare at her, repeating "I love you" every day.
She seemed to truly believe it.
That day was gloomy when Gunner arrived.
Before Seraphina could open the door, I had already beaten her to it.
I leaned against the doorframe, looking at him.
"Who are you looking for?"
Gunner stood at the doorway, smiled politely at me, and said he had some business with Seraphina.
I called out to Seraphina, "Who's this guy?"
Seraphina casually replied, "Just a friend."
"How come I don't know him?"
Seraphina noticeably stiffened for a moment.
There was no Gunner in our one-year anniversary memories.
"I don't know him that well either..."
Seraphina had lied, and Gunner's expression changed.