Summer didn't answer right away. Instead, she looked at me with a puzzled expression, like she was trying to piece something together.

After a long pause, realization flickered across her face.

"Oh, right," she muttered, more to herself than to me. "I completely forgot—you lost your memory."

She let out a short laugh—but it wasn't just amused. It was edged with something sharper. "But seriously? You don't remember Vincent at all? And the weirdest ...