Chapter 4 >Rooftop. Night< I stare at the stranger standing beside Patrick Grayson. “Laura, it´s me. Lucas.” I peer at the stranger, attempting with great difficulty to remember who he is, anticipating that seeing him will trigger another glimpse into my memories of the past. Yet there´s nothing. “I´m sorry. I don´t know who you are.” The man´s face falls, evidently saddened that I´m unable to recognize who
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