*~Leon's POV~*
"I asked you a question," she said, stretching her arms out defensively, her eyes narrowed.
But I couldn't speak. My throat went dry. Why was she acting like this? Why was she so… different? Was she out of her mind? Or worse—was this even Aurora at all?
"Who are you?" I demanded, my voice rising before I could stop it.
"I should be asking you that!" she snapped back. "Why would you ask me who I am when you're the one acting weird? And—wait a minute…" Her gaze dropped to the red gown she was wearing. Her brow furrowed. "Why am I in a wedding dress?"
I froze, watching her confusion deepen.
"Am I getting married?" she murmured. "Is there something wrong with my head? I can't remember anything…"
"Yes, Aurora. You were—"
"Oh my God!" she suddenly gasped, covering her mouth with both hands. "Where is my husband?"
"What?" I blurted out, utterly thrown.
