Free From Her Shadow

Free From Her Shadow

Gavin

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My fiancée, Vivian, looked radiant in her white dress, laughing with another man at our engagement party. This was the tenth time. Each prior time, after I caught her betraying me, she would erase my memory of it, leaving me clueless, trapped in a cycle of her infidelity and my manufactured oblivion. But this time, it was different. I overheard her bragging to her lover, Kyle, that I, Ethan Miller, would forget everything, and still show up at the altar begging to marry her. It wasn't just the affair; it was her absolute, casual cruelty. My doctor had warned me: one more erasure and I risked losing all memories of Vivian, good or bad, forever. As I stood there, watching her and Kyle, the reality of her manipulation shattered my world. I confronted them, and in the ensuing chaos, I was left bleeding on the floor as Vivian rushed to Kyle's side, showing him the genuine concern she denied me. My last hope died that night. In the hospital, as Vivian prepared to erase my memory again, flashes of all nine past betrayals surged through my mind, a tidal wave of suppressed agony, and then darkness. I woke up at my own wedding, in a suit I didn' t recognize, with no memory of the woman walking down the aisle. When Kyle burst in, exposing Vivian' s betrayal, she abandoned me at the altar, running into his arms. I collapsed, feeling betrayed by a stranger, utterly lost. I had no idea who Vivian Hayes was, but a powerful, instinctual aversion told me I wanted nothing to do with her. Refusing to be her victim any longer, I walked away from everything, leaving my old life and her behind. I found a new path, a new identity in the boxing ring. But just as I reached the pinnacle of my new career, Kyle reappeared, revealing Vivian once again manipulated my life, ensuring my championship win was a staged farce. My rage, the phantom pain of nine forgotten betrayals, finally found its true target. I slammed the championship belt to the floor, telling her it was all a lie, and banished her from my life forever. I don't need to remember the details. I know, in my bones, what she is. Now, a legendary trainer has offered me a fresh start in Italy, a place where her ghosts can't reach me. This time, I' m building a life for myself, by myself, on my own terms.

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My fiancée, Vivian, looked radiant in her white dress, laughing with another man at our engagement party.

This was the tenth time.

Each prior time, after I caught her betraying me, she would erase my memory of it, leaving me clueless, trapped in a cycle of her infidelity and my manufactured oblivion.

But this time, it was different.

I overheard her bragging to her lover, Kyle, that I, Ethan Miller, would forget everything, and still show up at the altar begging to marry her.

It wasn't just the affair; it was her absolute, casual cruelty.

My doctor had warned me: one more erasure and I risked losing all memories of Vivian, good or bad, forever.

As I stood there, watching her and Kyle, the reality of her manipulation shattered my world.

I confronted them, and in the ensuing chaos, I was left bleeding on the floor as Vivian rushed to Kyle's side, showing him the genuine concern she denied me.

My last hope died that night.

In the hospital, as Vivian prepared to erase my memory again, flashes of all nine past betrayals surged through my mind, a tidal wave of suppressed agony, and then darkness.

I woke up at my own wedding, in a suit I didn' t recognize, with no memory of the woman walking down the aisle.

When Kyle burst in, exposing Vivian' s betrayal, she abandoned me at the altar, running into his arms.

I collapsed, feeling betrayed by a stranger, utterly lost.

I had no idea who Vivian Hayes was, but a powerful, instinctual aversion told me I wanted nothing to do with her.

Refusing to be her victim any longer, I walked away from everything, leaving my old life and her behind.

I found a new path, a new identity in the boxing ring.

But just as I reached the pinnacle of my new career, Kyle reappeared, revealing Vivian once again manipulated my life, ensuring my championship win was a staged farce.

My rage, the phantom pain of nine forgotten betrayals, finally found its true target.

I slammed the championship belt to the floor, telling her it was all a lie, and banished her from my life forever.

I don't need to remember the details. I know, in my bones, what she is.

Now, a legendary trainer has offered me a fresh start in Italy, a place where her ghosts can't reach me.

This time, I' m building a life for myself, by myself, on my own terms.

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