Noah's POV

The ride back home was quiet. Joshua was never the talking type, and I wasn't ready to indulge him even if he was.

All I could think about was...

What would I do when I finally see this Elena?

When I meet her. The woman who not only conned my grandfather and made him sick, but also stole my heart, and made me forget.

Would I recognize her?

My memories were coming back, slowly.

Sometimes it was about her, other times it wasn't.

But it was only when it was about her that everything became unclear. The memories became blurry.

The only reason I could truly recognize her...