Betty's POV

“I find that name oddly familiar,” he said, and something twisted in my gut. I didn't like the sound of that at all.

His voice carried this certainty like he was trying to figure out where he knew me from. I was certain I didn't know him, at least not yet.

There was no way I would forget a presence like him. Only a few people could give such a striking impression.

"It is a common name." I tried to shrug it off then beckoned for another round. That had to ...