Abigail's breath hitched at his words. Her heart, which had been racing with a mix of frustration and anticipation, suddenly felt lighter. Warmer. But she refused to let herself be swept away by his sentiment. Not yet. Not when she still had so many unanswered questions.
She took a small step back, creating a sliver of space between them so that she could focus on what was most important to her. "That's nice and all, but I still need answers, Jamal." Her voice was firm, but softer than before.
"You really don't remember me?" Jamal asked, and she shook her head.
Jamal sighed. He couldn't even feel disappointed since she had admitted earlier that she had only even remembered her own name not long ago.
"Well, you were only a kid back then, so I guess it is understandable that you can't remember me," Jamal said with understanding.
Jamal resisted the urge to chuckle when she glared at him.
"I was only a kid?" She asked with a scoff, not liking his tone.
