Pique
she said and continued savoring her creamy and cheesy chicken pie.
“How about the name?”
Her heart rate was erratic as Claire took a moment to remember. He was the only lead she has left to regain her hazy memories from the accident.
“Elian? Ellery? Right, Elliot Sphene.”
“I hope that’s not a fake name either.”
“Hey! He seems polite and not the type to lie their way out.”
“Right, not everybody is like me,” Ava said, rolling her eyes. When she saw Claire purse her lips from across her, she smiled. “It’s a force of habit, okay? I’m working on it. Now we can enjoy our lunch.”
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