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“I don’t remember the accident,” he said, answering one of her many unspoken questions. “I guess I was pretty out of it.”

“That’s why you asked for me?” She tried to keep her tone casual. “Because you were out of it?”

“I don’t remember.” He turned his eyes to the ceiling and swallowed hard. “I’m sorry to have bothered you.”

“You’re not bothering me,” she said, unwilling to admit even to herself that she was bothered, just in the hot way.

“I’m sure you have better things to do than spend your time here.”

“Work. Which I have vacation days for, so...” Her voice trailed off as she sat beside him.

“Emily.” The way he said her name, as if he was angry with her, had Katrina frowning.

“What about Emily?”

“You’re supposed to go on vacation.”

Her eyes widened. “You heard all of that?”

“I must have.”

What else had she said out loud? She chewed on the inside of her lip for a moment, then said, “The vacation pales in importance to this, Ren.”

He inhaled sharply at her use of the name she’d called him years before.

Katrina placed her hand on his arm, reluctant to take his hand in hers now that he was awake. “I don’t have long before they’re going to make me leave.” He nodded, keeping his eyes toward the ceiling. “You had my name and number written in your notebook. How did you get my number?”

“Facebook.”

“What?”

“I looked for you. I found you. And all your information is public, by the way, just in case you didn’t know.”

“All of it?” she asked as she pulled her cellphone out.

“Not your posts, but your information. It’s either set to public or to mutual friends.”

“We have mutual friends?” she asked, her voice small.

He had looked for her.

He’d found her on Facebook, one place she’d refused to type his name into for fear of her spiraling depression to reemerge.

“Who are they?” she asked as she went through her settings and saw that he was right, they’d all been set to friends of friends.

He remained silent, even as she returned her hand to his arm.

“Please, Ren. You left me years ago and that completely broke me.”

“I didn’t mean to.”

“What, to leave? Or to not say goodbye?”

“You were having a family day, Trina. You’d gone out to some lake and I couldn’t stick around, not anymore.”

“What was so bad that made you leave? Was it...was it me?”

His eyes slid shut before he returned her gaze.

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