With no other choice, Emma Hart turned to face Damien Sterling. "It was just a high school crush, nothing more. I can barely remember what he looked like," she admitted reluctantly.
Damien's piercing gaze swept over Emma, his dark eyes probing as if a cold light had settled on her face. "So, you haven't forgotten him then?" he challenged.
"What?" Emma was taken aback.
"Starting today, replace all your memories from the basketball court with me," Damien declared, his tone leaving no room for doubt as he looked steadfastly at Emma.
Holding a fallen leaf, Emma froze, her action halted by his words.
Staring at Damien in disbelief, she wondered if she had heard him correctly.
Can memories be replaced just like that? Was such a thing even possible? Damien's request seemed outrageously excessive.
"Did you hear me?" he pressed.
"Yes, I heard... but..." Emma hesitated.
