"What did he say to you?" Sullivan asked, his voice calm as he took the glass of water from her hands and gently wiped her lips with his thumb.
Dahlia's eyes were still misty with the emotional breakdown. "I... I just broke down in front of him. My memories... they're gone, and I couldn't explain to him why I don't love him anymore. He kept pressing, asking for an apology, and I couldn't handle it. Have I made your life harder because of all this?" Her nose was tinged red from crying, and her cheeks still held a faint flush.
