Sofia stared at Finn in utter despair.

"What are you saying? How could you be so indifferent to me, Finn?"

"I'm Annie-your lover. Please, help me..."

She hadn't given up. Her voice was laced with desperation as she pleaded, her fragile demeanor clearly meant to evoke Finn's sympathy. Yet from beginning to end, Finn looked at her as if she were nothing more than a stranger.

"You're Annie? Are you sure about that?"

Time seemed to freeze.

Sofia stared at him in utter confusion.

"What do you mean ...