Chapter 149

• Out of everything Willow had expected to happen after she returned from the whole time-travel thing, the last thing on her mind was getting forgotten by the man she loved.
• “You must be kidding me,” she said, more to herself than to him, while he stood there with his rifle aimed at her. She could see it in his eyes now. There was no recollection. No memory. No love that they shared. There was no warmth.
• Ice-cold. That’s what she found in his eyes as he glared back, confused, frustrated, and angry beyond measure.