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I remembered.

The lights.

The way everything felt different.

“So, you decided to scare me like a fucking serial killer?”

His mouth twitched.

“I didn’t know what else to do. You weren’t supposed to be there.”

I laughed.

“You could’ve at least said something.”

“I don’t want you to know who I was.”

“Even then?”

“Especially then.”

I looked down.

“And the next year?”

I glanced back up as I asked him that.

“What about it?”

“You decided to chase me.”

He nodded. “Yes.”

“Why?”

“Because you came back.”

“That’s it?”

“Yes.”

I looked into his eyes.

“I’d spent an entire year thinking about that night.”

The air felt chillier in the car.

“Did you?”

“Yeah.” I swallowed. “Especially the part where I found out you guys could touch us.”

He shook his head.

“Because you didn’t read the waiver.”

“I skimmed it.”

“But you didn’t read it.”