“I remember,” I whisper.The words sit between us, heavy and real.Every memory is there—settled, sharp, intact. Vex’s voice in my ear. Kade’s hand steady on my back. The weight of silk and blood at the wedding. Salt air and sun on bare skin during the honeymoon. Love, violence, loyalty, power.All of it.I lift my head fully now, testing the ache in my neck, the pull of the ropes at my wrists.“I remember everything,” I say again, firmer this time. “So why is it that I don’t remember you?”The man across from me doesn’t answer right away.He watches me.Not like someone waiting for a confession.Like someone checking a system status.A flicker crosses his face—not surprise, not anger.Satisfaction.“That part,” he says calmly, leaning back in his chair, “is still locked.”Cold slides down my spine.My pulse kicks harder, but my body doesn’t panic. It should. I’m tied to a chair in a concrete room with a man I can’t place, can’t read, can’t remember.Instead, my muscles stay ready. Co
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