"Wait, wait, wait. We met, eight years ago?" I asked. I was clearly confused. "That was before I had an accident, right?"
I was racking my brain trying to remember if I have ever seen someone as good looking as Mark before. I am sure I would have remembered seeing someone as good looking as him.
"Yeaaahhh, about that…" Mark scratched his head. "I would like to ask for your forgiveness. I believe I was the one that caused that one."
"What one?" I asked, adding to the list of my questions.
"… the accident." Mark was hesitant at first but then confessed.
"What? The car accident?" I asked in disbelief. And that was when I remembered the thing that just jumped out in front of our car that night. "You mean you were that wolf?" I was surprised.
