I stayed emotionless as I started to walk again. I passed him with my forehead raised. But before I could take three steps away from him I suddenly heard his cold voice which stopped me.
"Amara."
That name. My name has long been buried in oblivion like the painful memories brought to me by the past and the man I first loved.
I was about to walk again when someone held my wrist.
"France." It was Arnaiz. I smiled. His timing was really perfect.
"Are you really smiling, or am I just hallucinating?" I did not answer. She looked behind me. I gulped when I heard heavy footsteps towards us. I want to run but I couldn't just do that. So instead of walking away I bravely turned around.
"Dr. Bermudez! It's good to see you here!" Arnaiz said casually. His hand is still holding my wrist. If it was just a normal day I would have long since thrown away his hand.
