William was currently lying on the bed. He was in the infirmary, of course, healing.
Emma had gone to bring him clothes from his room, so he was all alone—and when alone, his mind drifted back to what he had seen back then.
He remembered it vividly.
Back when he felt cornered and the Ape continuously attacked him, he suddenly saw it. It felt like a dream, but the sensation was too vivid to be called one.
Maybe he misunderstood it amid the real pain he felt during the assault. But…there was no point denying that he had seen a memory that didn't belong to him.
"What's on your mind?"
A voice came from the left, breaking his trance as he turned.
Emma stood there with a bag in her hand.
She rested the bag on the stand beside the bed and sat down.
William looked at her and said, "I was thinking about something. Come, sit."
Emma nodded, sensing something serious was on his mind.
As she sat, she felt his warm hand envelop hers.
