Caleb gave her a look that made her squirm inside. She bit her lip, finally tearing her eyes away for a brief second. However, they still found their way to him.
“You first,” she replied, “what do you remember?”
Caleb sighed and shrugged his shoulders.
“Honestly, not much,” he began, “I remember giving the speech, I know I felt your presence more than ever before. I fought to keep it under control, but it felt like I was losing. I was afraid of what would happen, so Galen helped me lock myself up. The next thing I remember is waking up to coffee this morning.”
‘He doesn’t remember me at all…’ she thought to herself sadly.
“Nothing else? You don’t remember when I came into the room? Or anything else?” she asked, doing her best to keep calm.
“No,” he replied honestly, “I know you were there because Galen told me you were.”
‘How can he not remember anything?’ she wondered, ‘wait, this is good! If he doesn’t remember, I don’t have to tell him everything.’
