I stared at the news photo, my eyes widening as fragmented memories flickered through my mind.

It felt like I was standing at the edge of a vast, endless ocean, the sound of crashing waves filling my ears. And then—

"Gabby—" He was calling my name desperately, his voice hoarse and filled with anguish.

'Who is he?'

The images flashed too fast, slipping through my grasp no matter how hard I tried to hold on.

A sudden, sharp ...