Melissa’s POVAt last, I snap out of it.I gasp, and the image in my head melts all at once, returning me to the study where adult Andrew is standing over me, holding my face and staring into my eyes. I push his hands off me, suddenly feeling strange.The flashbacks I’ve seen start to play again in my mind, hazy pictures that flick over like images outside a train window. My heart gets filled with doubt.Can I trust myself to conclude that that’s what really happened? Did I have an accident that made me forget everything? Or was my mind just desperate to disprove that Eleanor is the one that Andrew is truly loyal to?“Hey, are you alright?” Andrew frowns as I push him off me. “I’m sorry for touching you. It’s just that you started to act strange.”“I’m fine,” I murmur. “You were telling me about Eleanor… being the one who saved your life?”He nods unsurely, but he continues, “Well, yeah. She gave me a token, and I gave her one too. We were separated for years. My wife—ex-wife, I mean—
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