The shock couldn't have been greater if he'd been in an accident. Chance still had the presence of mind to run after Dorian and grab him again. This time he ended up holding him tight, both hands white knuckled. The young man leaned forward, stared at Dorian to find what he had seen when they were talking that night, last week. He could see it. Could find it there, somehow.

"Don't you dare walk away after saying that. You've already left me hanging once." Hurt seeped into his voice, showed in his eyes, the slumped shoulders. "I was apologizing because I feel like I should have recognized you. Because I took your first kiss without even knowing it was you." They were outside in the warm autumn air, in one of the most secluded spots of the whole school