"What?" Her eyelids fluttered

How did he know about her husband? He knew Stone?

Steven stared at his phone, waiting, then looked at her with an eyebrow raised. "You don't know it offhandedly?"

"How... do you know about my husband?"

It was his turn to appear confused and then he lowered his phone, directing his eyes towards her drip-connected hand, back to her green eyes and back again. "Your ring." He said.

He slid his phone back into his pocket and placed his hand on his waist. "Are you sure you're alright? You're not feeling like you're losing any memories?"

"No, no, it's just..." she broke eye contact. "I'm divorced."...