The sudden darkness instantly robbed Summer Thorne of all her senses.
For a moment, it was as if she had plunged into a bottomless abyss, losing all perception.
She couldn't see, couldn't hear, couldn't smell, couldn't touch.
In those few short seconds, she felt as if she were in a vacuum. Though there was nothing around her, a heavy emotion weighed on her heart—
A few seconds later, Summer Thorne's eyes gradually adjusted to the dark. At the same time, the light from the hallway outside spilled in, casting itself upon the person before her and outlining the man's distinct silhouette.
It had been a long time since she had seen this man so clearly, so close.
Even if it was just a silhouette.
He seemed no different from her memory.
'But when it came to him, how much of those memories could she even trust?'
Summer Thorne herself wasn't sure.
Because she had completely cut this person out of her life a long, long time ago...
