AMELIA's pov

"What was that?" I murmured, more to myself than to Ryder, but he still drew his brow as though trying to understand me.

"what?" He whispered.

"It's just…"

I think I had just seen a memory of us.

My chest tightened strangely as something brushed against my mind and vanished before I could grab it. Ryder’s face, moonlight and lots of laughter.

But I shook my head, feeling unsure. "It's nothing, I guess."

Ryder didn't look convinced but he nodded anyway , and placed ...