“Liz’s memory returned,” is all I get to say before Ryder punches me in the face.
Epilogue
Elizabeth
I don’t know why I’m here. What the hell am I thinking? It’s because you’re not thinking, I tell myself. You fucked up, Elizabeth. You just destroyed everything good in your life. You deserve every ounce of pain you’re feeling right now.
I raise my hand and knock on the dark oak door. It smells like wood cleaner. Who the hell polishes their front door with wood cleaner?
A guy I’ve never seen before opens the door and looks at me. My hair is a tangled mess and I’m wearing Jayson’s clothes which hang on my smaller body. I must look like a crazy person.
“Can I help you?”
The door swings wider and the man I came to see steps out. Relief pours through me.
“Kitten?”
“I need you, Fallon.”
