“Hands are no longer hands. They are caresses. Mouths are no longer mouths. They are kisses. My name is no longer a name, it is a call. And love is no longer love — love is you.”
― Lang Leav, Lullabies
“It is possible that Xavier’s marking is what opened the block of memories.” Dr. Danvers said, going over Rose’s reports and brain scans. He looked up at Rose intently; she was holding Xavier’s hand happily as they sat in the doctor's office. “The brain is a powerful thing. You didn’t want Alistair going through your mind so your subconscious purposefully locked parts of your mind away to protect the memories from him.”
“But why the entire previous year?” Rose queried. “It’s an oddly specific amount of time when I think about it…” Rose trailed off.
“One of the things you wanted to hide
