*Noah*
The anger that washed over me was unbearable as I paced around my study. Nothing was adding up, and the mind fog I was experiencing irritated me even more.
Merida wasn’t who I remembered she was, and my mind latched on to the fact that I knew she was lying.
She could jump around the issue all she wanted and claim she was under stress, but I saw that glint to her eye, and the way she fidgeted. She kept avoiding the issue, saying she needed care and asking me why I was so focused on Zara’s circumstances.
For one thing, Zara was having my child. For another, I felt this unexplainable deep connection to her that made these memory issues all the more frustrating.
I started going over my interactions with Merida in my head. Her smile was off somewhat, and I had dismissed that as her having changed following her horrible experience.
