Chapter 0138

Hannah

I stood there frozen, my heart sinking as Noah shook his head at me in confusion. He blinked at me, pursing his lips; this was no prank or cruel joke. He genuinely didn’t remember–just as he hadn’t remembered our meeting date.

“You don’t… You don’t remember?” I all but whispered, trying and failing to keep my voice from quivering.

Noah furrowed his brow at me and shrugged one shoulder like it was nothing. “No, I don’t,” he said. “Are you sure that was us and not one of your friends? You and Viona, maybe?”

I felt as if a knife had been twisted in my gut at those words.

No, it hadn’t been me and Viona, It had been me and Noah. Just months before our wedding. The summer that I was nineteen and he was going on twenty. It had been an incredibly hot day, too, and our families had been preparing for the annual summer picnic.

of us stealing those roasted quail eggs was one I had always treasured. Years had passed, but I had never forgotten that day, not for a moment. Even

he just stood

more than a fleeting dream.

froze, my throat bobbing as I swallowed hard. Words failed me then. I just felt… empty, like at puppet whose arms were hanging dumbly at its sides. I opened and closed my mouth several times, but no words would come. What could I even say? What could I


But not to Noah, apparently. No, they were just blips on

second of his time with her to the years, but with me… Hell, I still hadn’t forgotten that he hadn’t even gotten our meeting anniversary

out of my daze. “What is

and swallowed hard around the lump in my throat. Part of me wanted to grab his shoulders and shake him, screaming in his face. I wanted to knock the sense back

knew, deep down, that it was no use. He couldn’t remember. Or maybe he just

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