Chapter Thirty

Jordan paces around the study, his head in a mess as he thinks of the worst that could happen at the moment. A clear-headed Fyre sitting on the couch watched him with curious innocent eyes, wondering why he was not calm as usual.

“Did I do something wrong?” She asked.

“No. Do you feel discomfort anywhere?” He asked in return, his attention back to her.

“Except I don't know who I am, “ She assured him.

He kept asking her this for the past few days now. When she woke up in a room two months ago, he was the first person she saw, the first face that registered in her empty head.

He has been carefully watching her and taking care of her since then, even though he will suddenly disappear for days leaving with his men. Everything around her seemed familiar and unfamiliar at the same time.

Watching him use those thin needles deftly was familiar as well, like something she was used to but somehow not remembering anything about it. She did not even know her own name but this man standing in hi