Book3 Chapter1.
Ethan Harris pursued me for two years and cherished me for five.
Five years ago, the news of his death in the line of duty shattered me.
But today, five years later, I received a call from Detective John Parker.
He told me that not only is Ethan alive, but he's also living well- though...
He's about to get married.
As I embarked on the journey to that distant coastal town, Detective Parker and the other officers tried to talk me out of it.
Accepting reality was one thing, but letting go was something I couldn't manage.
I gently ran my fingers over the simple ring in my hand, the ring Ethan Harris had once proposed to me with.
He was my fiancé-how could he just marry someone else?
After the plane ride, the five-hour, bumpy bus journey left me feeling nauseous and barely able to hold it together.
Finally, after a grueling ten-hour trip, the four of us arrived at the small town.
"There it is."
Detective Parker pointed to a bed and breakfast named "Ocean Breeze Inn." This once unnoticed inn had suddenly gained fame online after a group of tourists posted some photos.
In the photos, the inn's owner, though only shown from the side, had captivated countless people.
Detective Parker glanced at me, hesitating before speaking, "He doesn't remember anything from the past, so please..."
I stared at the door, my senses numbed as if the world around me had come to a standstill.
As Detective Parker pushed open the door, a wind chime made of seashells rang out melodiously.
Before me was a spacious courtyard, with a pebble-stone path leading to the main house. A large swing hung in the yard, and a Labrador lounged lazily in the sun alongside a few cats. I was surprised by the presence of these animals.
Suddenly, a tall, athletic figure emerged from behind a curtain of seashells.
He was wearing a black T-shirt, his arms sculpted and defined, with a side profile that was sharp and unmistakable.
The moment I saw him, my body froze, a chill ran down my spine, and my mind went blank-except for the intense focus on him.
The man before me rendered me completely immobile.
I had encountered people who bore a striking resemblance to Ethan Harris before, even with the same small mole beneath their eye, but I could always tell they weren't him.
This man, however, was vastly different from the Ethan I remembered - his features were more mature, his face more chiseled, with a cold, distant edge to him.
Despite this, I couldn't help but step closer, drawn in until I saw the small mole beneath his eye and the thin red string around his neck...
"Ethan." name, afraid to I struggled to keep my voice steady, softly whispering his startle him.
He looked up at me, his eyes filled with nothing but confusion and unfamiliarity.
"What did you say?"
managed to
coldly, "T'm sorry, miss, but I think you've mistaken me
how could I mistake Ethan Harris? He
me back: "Apologies, we're looking to
moment. "Yes,
"Two."
"Come in."
sparing me another glance. I had foolishly believed that the moment
eyes was so unfamiliar, almost as if he
alive,
at me with those eyes, it felt as if my heart was being crushed
the man, urging him to hurry with the
left pinky was missing a piece, and there was a slight limp in his right
trying to hide my
wanting
and
alone in the room for a long
he end up like
when I saw him, I would slap him hard-the traitor who had forgotten the promises
actually saw him, my
I wanted to do was hold
room for so long that Grace,
around, enjoying a barbecue.
beside him, the two of them
you holding up?"
I nodded.
"Ethan, this is Sienna."
to stay composed. "Sienna Bennett,
briefly met mine. "Ethan
time, and in that moment, a wave of sadness washed over me, reminding me of the day
"Hello, Mrs. Harris."
was all in the past
many questions I wanted to
is beautiful. Are you
skillfully flipped the meat on the grill
That's good to hear.
blankly at the girl in front of
smile, as bright
as if struck by a heavy blow, the pain nearly taking my
Ethan's wife. Welcome to
her
complimenting everyone. When she got to
your hair is amazing- unlike mine, I'm about
to the man behind her, "It must be the way you blow-dry my hair— pay more
her hair, chuckling softly,
with anticipation for the wedding, reminding me of the person
Grace asked
next Wednesday, and we hope you
opened another can of beer, and Jessica reached for one too, but it was quickly snatched from her hand
all there, she stole a quick kiss from him, "Come
"Drink this instead."
filled the air, and Jessica frowned, "Rose tea? Ethan! How many times
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