Chapter 95 Forgotten Memories
- Hannah
- I stood there frozen, my heart sinking as Noah shook his head at me in confusion. He blinked at me, pursing his lips; this was no prank or cruel joke. He genuinely didn’t remember—just as he hadn’t remembered our meeting date.
- “You don’t… You don’t remember?” I all but whispered, trying and failing to keep my voice from quivering.