Xavier's POV

Precisely 35 minutes had passed since I'd left Ari. 

I had been resisting the urge for every single one of those painstakingly long minutes to run back across the hall, to make sure she was okay. As each minute passed it felt like my girl was further away, the invisible tethers that I'd felt binding us together snapping as I tried to reconcile what had happened. I'd managed to convince myself that this was merely a side effect of the amnesia, that she had been overstimulated and that this had caused some sort of panic reaction.

Once this is what I had rationalised the event as, I decided that it was my duty to go and check on her irregardless of how much her reaction had devastated me. I would simply knock, make sure she had settled down and then leave her be if that was what she wanted.

Hands shaking I grabbed the door knob, turned it and cracked open the door when I heard a mans voice.

I opened the door just enough for  Ari's apartment to be visible, she was unlocking her door, a tall blonde male in tow. 

But it wasn't just any man, it was the man from the hospital waiting room.