Andrew wondered if Francesca still remembered that he had helped her with his hands. He felt a little guilty. He had been in the wrong yesterday.

Francesca blushed, hesitating as she said, "Actually, I… I remembered most of it. My body was out of control at the time, but my mind was very clear."

Andrew cautiously asked, "Do you remember how I saved you in the end?"

He hoped that Francesca did not remember that part. If she did, he would be embarrassed beyond measure.

Francesca bit her lip, clearly embarrassed. After a long pause, she murmured, "I remember everything in bits and pieces. It's all kind of fragmented. But the moment when you saved me… I remember that the clearest."

Andrew gave a dry laugh, realizing he was at a loss for words. The one thing he had hoped she would not remember was the part she recalled the most vividly.

'It's as if it was all fate,' he thought.

"Andrew, don't feel guilty. I know you were only trying to save me, even if you had to resort to tha