The thought had barely finished forming before cold sweat broke out down Ethan's back.
"It's because Naomi always believed you were the one who pulled her out of the water that day at the beach."
If not for that debt of gratitude, why else would she have endured this family for as long as she did?
"The beach?" Ethan's frown deepened. He had no memory of anything like that at all.
Why don't I remember saving her?
He dug through his memory and finally landed on a fragmented image.
He had, once, found Naomi unconscious near the shore and gotten her to a hospital.
That was the entirety of it.
Does that even count as saving someone?
"I called an ambulance. That's all I did." Ethan said it quietly, almost to himself.
Something shifted hard across the old man's face. "What did you just
