When my eyes fluttered open, Alex was taking the gentlest step back from me. His eyes still pleaded with mine. Alex. His name hit me like electricity in my veins as I stared at the masked hero in front of me. I remember him, I know him, I love him. I hadn’t forgotten anything. Time crawled by as my eyes flickered from the backing away Alex, to the hovering Maria, then back to my distraught mother. Suddenly, his plan became more clear as I caught another shadow sneaking up behind my mother; it was a distraction. I allowed my eyes to flutter closed again, taking a deep breath as I tried to let go of the rush of emotions I’d just been overcome with. Alex and I were okay, and we were going to win.
When I opened my eyes again, my mother was standing in front of me. Her eyes never left mine as
