RAFEL REMAINED MOODY the rest of the day. At dinner, his face held a crestfallen expression that all his friends noticed. They sat in their usual circle at Salem Hall's cafeteria, even though Aya could've stayed back at her own dorm; Copenhagen Hall.
"You don't get it...she didn't recognize me. There was nothing there. Nothing! Not even a flicker."
Aya took Rafel's hand as he spoke. She'd managed to pry info about the drama in the gym from Rafel's lips. "I'm sorry," she said. Her voice held a beacon of hope, but Rafel wasn't waiting around for Lady luck to charm back the memory into Cora.
"I will find whoever did this to her, and make them pay," Rafel said solidly.