Sloane’s POV
Unlike Xavier, unlike Kai, unlike almost everyone around me, I have no one waiting behind me when everything falls apart. I have no home to return to. I have no parents or siblings waiting for me…
My parents. The thought catches somewhere beneath my ribs, sharp enough to steal my breath for a moment. Xavier’s hand drops to his side, a faint crease forming between his brows as he watches me.
Lately, I've been thinking about them more. I don't know if it's because of the accident or because pretending to have lost my memories has forced me to look backward at things I usually keep buried. Maybe it's because Xavier keeps looking at me as though there is more to me than the Omega everyone decided I was years ago.
Taken from me by a stranger who couldn't even be bothered to sto
