Marion blinked faintly when she heard William's question. What else was she supposed to say if she didn't remember anything at all? Should she answer all the man's questions with a lie?
What exactly did this man want to ask the same thing over and over again?
"Before it ... you know, sir? We crossed paths and between drunkenness and sober, I just remember that you were very angry about what I did at the time. I threw up on your coat, remember?"
William nodded. He didn't intend to provoke Marion's memory, he just tried to dig into his memory to remember whether he had given the girl a sign or not. If indeed what he left behind was a sign, why was Marion even still able to have a relationship with Drake?
Despite Ange's words—that the girl wasn't an ordinary girl—it still didn't make sense.
"And then, what happened?"
