Strings Attached

Hazel

I froze, staring at the tall figure standing before me. He looked unfamiliar… yet familiar, dressed in a sharp tuxedo like he was about to step into a gala.

"Uh–" my lips moved, trying to form words, but nothing came out.

"Hi… uhm— I don’t know if you remember me, but I’m–" he started, his voice hesitant.

"Jude," I cut him off, shaking my head. "I’m sorry, Doctor Jude. I remember you. You’re