Lit POV

I stopped at what he said; from his eyes, I could see the confusion caused by my actions earlier. I slowly moved away from him and then looked at his face. I can't be wrong; he is Von from the shape of his body, and from his face, he is Von. But why doesn't he remember me?

"Von, it's me, Lit." I said, I saw how his forehead wrinkled; he looked at me from head to toe then returned his gaze to my eyes.

"Lit?" He asked, and tears immediately started to fall as I looked into his eyes. I felt pain in my chest as I looked...