CHAPTER 48: WHO ARE YOU?

ROSALINE’S POV:

“Who are you?"

That question had a lot more effect on me than I would like to admit. It had the blood in my veins freezing and my mind flooding with hundreds of thoughts.

What did he mean by who am I? I am Maya. Or has he forgotten me already? Or even worse, did he remember me?

But why now? Why would he suddenly ask me that? Did he finally recognize my face after all this time?

I watched him for any sign of anger, annoyance, or even recognition. There was nothing but genuine curiosity; how was that even possible? Or maybe I am overthinking everything.

He sat across from me on a table. He wore a white shirt with a red and black flannel shirt and black jeans.

His hair was messy yet so perfect; a few strands fell above his hooded eyes, which only made him look more attractive.

I was surprised when he asked me to go out for lunch with him. It was so strange that Damien Creed never asked for anything. He always demanded it.

I had almost asked him about today’s challenge,