Abraham leaned against Silver's desk, his arms crossed as he dialed Natalie's number. The phone rang only once before she picked up.
"What do you want, Abraham?" Natalie's sharp voice came through the speaker.
"Silver has something to tell you," Abraham said, smirking as he passed the phone to Silver.
Silver sighed, rubbing her temples. "Hey, Nat…"
"Don't 'hey' me. What's going on?"
" Come over to Silver's office" the call ended, and in less than three seconds, Natalie busted in breathing heavily.
Silver hesitated for a moment before she spoke. "I… I didn't actually lose my memory."
The silence on the other end stretched for an uncomfortable second. Then—
"WHAT?" Natalie shrieked so loudly that even Noah and Henry winced.
Silver quickly pulled away from her because of the murderous glare. "Nat, calm down—"
