He didn't want her to remember who he was, but six years ago, she provoked him first. So shouldn't he be the one to be submissive and remind her of their past events?
After all, the deepest wounds in this world aren't betrayal or dislike, but rather, when your once-frozen heart is touched only to face their back as they walk away.
He was a proud person too, so how could he ask her why she didn't recognize him?
Once she said she liked him, but in the end, she forgot him. Was that just a whim during her youth?
This was a question that he couldn't find an answer to.
Percy Stanton leaned quietly against the smooth, clean kitchen wall, his intricate eyes filled with tangled emotions slowly closed.
Isabel Smith, you barged into my heart so wilfully and unreasonably back then, catching me off guard with no time to defend myself. Now, you've slipped into my heart and left me alone, guarding those beautiful memories all by myself. What do you think I should do? How should I handle you?