I don’t know who Henrick Freeman is

Later the following day.

“Do you want to stay in bed or come eat with me?”

Henrick asked, looking down at her face, her eyes gawked up at him. A smile appears on his face. Her smiling face became serious, in that instant she sat up.

“Henrick, is it really, is it better off that i do not know who you are?”

Her eyes glare at him was sweet with the call of his name but the question sent them both into silence.

“Tiania. Who am I to you? Do you really need me to tell you who I am?”

His question made her wonder in silence as she stared at him. She arched her eyebrows confusingly at him. She sighs and looks up at him.