"Lena, what are you doing here?" The guy asked smiling but got no response from Lena she just stared at him with crinkled brows.

A sigh left the guy's lips, " You don't remember me, do you?"

Lena racked her brain trying to recall if she had ever met the guy standing in front of her but despite trying hard she remembered nothing about him.

"I don't, who are you?" Lena asked with raised brows. For as far as she could recall, she didn't know this guy but he was claiming to know her.

" Brighton!" A smile danced on Henderson's face as he walked into the living room.

Brighton?...