ELENA'S POV

The man's eyes narrowed as he stepped closer to me. "You really don't remember, do you, Elena?”, a proud glint flashed through his face while I shook my head severally, glancing at every inch of his seemingly familiar face, the harder I looked.

“I knew I shouldn't have let you leave”, he continued, with a tinge of regret in his eyes.

That feeling….that feeling only came from one person and one person alone. I blinked hard, trying to place him, digging up my clustered memories, trying to fit it into every person I had ever met.

I found a match soon, taking an even closer look at the...