*Navya Pov*

I sat at the balcony turned towards the stairs and started waiting for him. I don't want to enter that room because I can't stay there without getting all the memories blasted into my mind within seconds.

What should I ask him? I thought, frowning. Or should I just let him tell me anything he wants? I got another thought.

But can I really hear whatever he wants to tell me? I don't think I can, but I have to hear them.

Actually, I don't even know I can trust him anymore. I don't think I can trust whatever he is going to tell me now, but I...