Brie's POV
Vic stared in disbelief at Oliver while Lynx wheeled him into the room. Her eyes never wavered from him as he got closer.
“Someone’s having a good day. There was no stuttering that time,” Lynx praised.
My eyes softened as I took him. I hadn’t realized how tired he looked or how genuinely happy he looked when he saw Oliver, especially the times he showed improvement.
“I know you; you’re the girl in my dreams. You’re always crying,” Oliver said suddenly.
His eyes had landed on Vic. Was he remembering her? I knew his memory since the incident was rocky, but if he was subconsciously remembering her, that was great.
“You’re a monster,” Vic yelled and lunged for Lynx.
Logan wrapped his arms around her and intercepted her attack. Oliver looked at her, bewildered, his hands gripping the wheels on his chair, ready to roll himself out if she tried to attack him again.