Chapter 54

“So you knew me. It doesn’t matter.” I sigh finally, realizing he has worn me down enough to get me talking to him, and I’m no longer sulking in silence and staring listlessly at the ceiling. Instead, I’m lost in a million thoughts and feeling all kinds of sad and depressing things. This is why I never walk down memory lane to see who I used to be. I’m also betraying my willpower and have, at some point, curled up against his chest and pushed one foot between his ankles snugly, cuddling up so easily that I didn’t even know I was doing it. I reverse, moving back a little, screwing my face up at how powerful this bond can be. Colton narrows his eyes and stares at me for the most prolonged moment, knowing the direction of this conversation is futile and changes nothing. He can’t undo what is done, nor who I am now. Even if he remembers me, liked me, we are where we are, and it’s not important anymore. “Anyway, why are you here? I thought you were scared of me now.” It’s a half-joke, half-