09-10-2013, 08:38 PM
"No. No clue. It happened after some sort of protest. And... are you sure? She looks like someone I know, I just can't-"
"Be brave, Torie. If I forget you, you need to make me remember. Here." He handed the locket over to Torie, "That was my mother's. Take good care of it. Whenever I look at it, it reminds me of her. Hopefully, now, it will remind you of me. I love you, Torie."
Ryan stopped, and his eyes widened as he realized who he was talking to, "I do know you... Torie." A fold of emotion caught him as he stood up and hugged her tightly, remembering bits and pieces of memories again.
Kevin cleared his throat, "On that note, we need to leave."