Fake Amnesia, Real Betrayal: I Left, He Crawled Back

is glass, one arm still wra

g dust?" He frowned at the glances coming from the guests, his

her lower lip. "Irene, did you really ha

. The sharp sound cut through the air, bri

hell are y

nd dragged her toward the exit wit

't until they reached the doors th

ook me to convince Sophie to let me celebrate her birthday? Her parents d

ed it, Ethan. We'r

n lightly, yet they

in disbelief. "

t from her bag and slap

ve agreed. But I don't have tim

embling at his sides. A moment lat

a faint smile even c

I'll have someone come handle it. Irene

ve the design drafts that had been thrown i

The surgery date was less than a month away, and he st

'd ordered for Irene would arrive as well. By then, he

perwork and reminded them to sign, he c

redden. She signed

take some time to process

over, then stood up, lifted the box o

od and followed her. "Where are you g

s touched her arm, sh

way fr

like this. If she could still lash

ned. "Suit yourself. We're done anyway. T

hall, clearly having alread

m like she used to as a child. A ring he'd ord

When he looked up, Irene was already wa

hand suddenly trembled. A large chunk of fro

ions to Ethan and Sophie on reuniting. True lovers alwa

etting Sophie clasp his fingers t

oftly, "Let's have the wedding tomorrow.

reaching for the wedding rin

e shouldn't owe himself any regrets. When he was young,

ng a youthful dream. Once it ended, he w

ime in ages, throwing an arm around Mile

other than Irene. But come on, when a man's fi

sed through boarding. She stepped o

at, a new message

removed the SIM card and dropped it

ured by five years of crack