Chapter 166. A Crush on Her

Hermes POV

Ted let out a slow sigh. “Hermes, I explained this already… It’s selective memory loss. That’s how trauma works. You remember some things and forget others but—”

“I know.” I ran both hands through my hair, fingers locking at the back of my skull. “I know. I’m supposed to get everything back slowly. I just—”

My voice cracked. Pathetic.

“I just think I shouldn’t have forgotten about her.”

Ted’s brow creased, curiosity sharp. He leaned in. “Why do you think so?”

I hesitated. My throat felt tight, words trapped there like something shameful. God, I couldn’t believe I was about to say this aloud. But the pressure was unbearable.

“I think I had—” I swallowed hard, lowering my voice to a whisper.