The Forgotten Past, The Found Self

to. I was lying in a hospital bed, a dull ache throbbing in my head. A white ceiling greeted

t by my bed. She saw my eyes open a

you know how much trouble you've caused? Trying to kill yourse

y blank mind for a connection, but found nothing. The wo

ually displeased strode into the room. He glance

a?" he asked. "Sti

threw herself down the stairs because Liam wouldn't look at

dopted daughter of the Hayes family. I had been obsessed with a man named Liam Sterling for years, and three years ago, I used the fact that his grandfather liked me to force him into marriage. But L

there was only a strange, hollow calm. The memories

ooking at me. "Her blood type is rare. You have the same type. You

't respond, just watched them with empty eye

my arm. "Scarlett is weak because you stre

im. A tall man in an expensive suit, his face handsome but cold as ice. He was holding a girl tenderly in his arms. She was

old on Scarlett and walked past, as if I were a piece of furniture. His indifference was more cutting th

arm for the donation. Liam followed us in, his presen

s it." He then turned to me, his eyes burning with contempt. "Don't think this changes anythin

took out a checkbook, wrote a number, and threw the check

So my blood, in his eyes, had a price

her, Liam Sterling's wife. I heard she's crazy, completely obsessed with him." "Yeah, and he

ng about felt like a stranger. The love, the desperation, the pain-it was all gone. My amnesia had

as already gone, probably back at Scarlett's side. Robert an

the screen was a picture of me and Liam on our wedding day. He looked stiff and a

saved as "Lawyer." My finger hovered ov

man's voi

ice sounding surprisingly steady. "And I want t

d by others. My future,