Scarlet frowned at him for a moment, pretending that she has no idea what he was talking about. She had to make him believe that it was not her, or it was just someone who looked like her.

“What are you talking about, Alexander?”

“Don’t you remember me? Or that day?”

Scarlet wondered while studying Alexander’s face intently. She had to keep pretending that she had no recollection about anything like it. “You must have mistaken me for someone else, Alexander,” she told him.

"Hmmm, should I be insulted that you can't remember me that day?" Alexander repeated his question, a slight puzzlement in his voice.

"Not really, “she replied,...