UNCHARTED PATH
“Sweetheart, look at me!”
Lucas flinched at the raised voice, discomfort flashing across his face. He just called him sweetheart. What the heck is going on?
“I… I don’t…” he murmured, pulling his hand slightly away. “I don’t know you.”
That was it. The last thread snapped.
Alex stepped back as if the ground beneath him had shifted. “No…” he breathed, running a hand through his hair. “No, no, no, that’s not possible.”
The doctor exhaled quietly, his expression turning grave. He called Alex out to talk.