“Who are you?” His vampire asked.
Oren released a breath he hadn’t realised he was holding. His vampire’s words hurt more than he thought possible. He’d asked himself a thousand times what he’d do if he didn’t remember him. He’d come up with answers hoping to soften the blow. But no amount of preparation prepared him for the reality. It still hurt all the same. He took a deep breath, reminded himself that this wasn’t going to be easy. He knew he was going to have to fight, in order for him to have him back. He should be happy that he looked healthy and lucid, even though he didn't remember him. Oren forced a smile on his lips. Cassia’s eyes fell on them. He seemed transfixed as he stared at them. At least their attraction to each other was still alive and well.
Oren swallowed the moan t
