(Elena's POV)

I gazed at Allan for as long as he stood in front of me. There was something about his eyes I couldn't tell.

Was there a connection between me and him at some point in my life? This question became more difficult to prove because I couldn't remember who I was.

"You have been staring at me like a stranger for quite some time now. Is there any problem?" asked Allan.

"No, there's no problem!" I blinked my eyes as I tried to put back my confused self.

"I think I will have to go back to my work now." I bowed slightly to him and said, “Thank...