Chapter 91: The forgotten.

Taylor was about to drive out of the supermarket, where she usually does most of her shopping when a flashy red car nearly blocked her way. She was so indignant and fretful at such a wrong act. She slowed for a few seconds before she finally came to a halt. A young, tall man with a cute face, likely in his early 30s, rolled down his tinted black windows. "Hi, Taylor," he said with a cute smile. Taylor wondered who this ill-mannered, handsome guy could be, though she wasn't really concerned about his looks. "What the hell did you just do? Are you insane?" She said angrily. "Oh, I'm sorry I scared you; I didn't mean to hurt you," he replied. "Are you okay?" he asked with a concerned look. She felt a bit relieved and replied, "Yeah, I'm fine. Who are you? "Nick Smith," he quickly replied. "How did you learn my name? Have we met before?" she asked bewilderedly. "Yeah," he answered, removing his glasses. His answers were not those of a stranger. "Where,..... how....?" She