Chapter 57

Silvia The tension hung between us like a physical weight, making the air in the cafeteria feel thick and heavy. My thoughtless question about childhood memories still echoed in the silence, making me wish I could take it back. Alpha Sherman's jaw tightened as he stared at my laptop screen, his eyes darkening. "I have plenty of memories," he finally said, his voice deliberately even, controlled. "But unlike yours, I wish I could forget them all." I swallowed hard, feeling a lump form in my throat. Of course—Alpha's enhanced memory was both blessing and curse. He didn't just remember. He relived everything. I couldn't imagine what that must be like: wanting to forget something but being forced to recall every word, every detail, every second of emotion with perfect clarity. "Alpha Sherman, I didn't mean to—" "It's fine." He cut me off, but his gaze had already drifted beyond me, looking through me rather than at me. Then, to my surprise, he continued speaking. "When I was little," his v