Staring through Friya's eyes in the darkness was the hardest thing he had ever done. After he reached the dead end, he knew he had broken off the temptation to kiss her. At that moment, he never knew who was him. She's bewildered, and Sean took over the control of the situation, even though he doesn't allow it in the first place.
Finding the pieces of his memory was impossible. At least, for this time. Friya swallowed, looking down. Humiliation crept up in her veins, and it washed down in her entirety.
After a second, the ringing erupted in his ears. Both sides of his head throbbed, and he closed his eyes in crucial pain. Holding out both of his hands in his temples, he saw someone from his vision. Someone laughing her butt off and pinching his cheeks when she got some time.
