Electra's POV
I let out a light scoff the moment Irina asked me how she thought we became best friends. The question felt almost ridiculous considering the situation I was in, and I couldn't help the small shake of my head that followed. "Have you forgotten that I don't remember the last twenty years of my life?" I asked her, raising a brow. "You're asking the one person who definitely wouldn't know the answer."
Irina rolled her eyes a little at that, but there was no real irritation in the gesture. If anything, she looked like she expected my reaction. "I know you don't remember," she said calmly. "I'm not asking you for the real answer. I'm asking you to take a wild guess. Just guess how you think we became close."
