The Forgotten Love Resurfaces

“Three years. That' s how long it had been since Ethan Hayes, the supposed love of my life, exiled me from the city, effectively erasing me from existence. I returned, a ghost of my former self, a shell hardened by indifference, only to witness the shocking news that Dr. Ben Carter – a name that inexplicably shattered my carefully constructed apathy – was declared brain dead. A primal scream tore from my throat, raw and agonizing, revealing a depth of grief for a virtual stranger that confused everyone, even myself. The whispers followed me: Sarah Miller, still obsessed, still pathetic. Why did this man' s death reduce me to a hysterical mess? Why did my body ache with a sorrow I couldn' t place, for a memory that simply wasn' t there? The answer lay buried, snatched from me by those who claimed to protect me: Ethan, my parents, and the sinister clinic abroad that had scrambled my mind. I knew then, with chilling clarity, that I had to unearth the truth about Ben Carter, no matter what it cost.”