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?"
barely managed to utter his
I
how could I mistake Ethan Harris? He
pulling me back: "Apologies, we're looking
for a moment. "Yes, how many rooms do
"Two."
"Come in."
I had foolishly believed that
so unfamiliar, almost as if
hadn't cried when I learned he was alive, nor when I found
looked at me with those eyes, it felt as if my heart was being crushed in a vice, the
handed our IDs to the man, urging
noticed that his left pinky was missing a piece, and there was a slight
mouth, trying to
quickly turned away, not wanting him to
took the room keys and hurried
in the room for a long time, until I could finally
he end up like
that when I saw him, I would slap him hard-the traitor who
saw him, my anger
do was hold
so long that Grace, worried about me, forcibly brought
everyone was gathered around, enjoying a barbecue. I immediately spotted
grill, while Detective Parker stood beside him, the two of
holding up?" Grace asked
I nodded.
"Ethan, this is Sienna."
hand, trying to stay composed. "Sienna
strong hand briefly met mine. "Ethan
sadness washed
"Hello, Mrs. Harris."
all in
had so many questions I wanted to ask, but in
beautiful. Are
skillfully flipped the meat on the grill and casually replied, "Yeah,
That's good to hear.
blankly
had a radiant smile, as bright as
if struck by a heavy blow, the pain nearly taking
everyone, I'm Jessica Morgan, Ethan's
her one by
When she got to me, she
And your hair is amazing- unlike mine, I'm about to become
be the way you blow-dry my hair— pay more attention, or I'll end up as a bald
her hair, chuckling
clear eyes were filled with anticipation for the wedding, reminding me of the
Grace asked
next Wednesday, and we hope you all
for one too, but it was quickly snatched from her hand by Ethan, "No
one sip." Then, not caring that we were all there, she stole
"Drink this instead."
removed, the fragrance of roses filled the air, and Jessica frowned, "Rose
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