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?"

Harris..." I barely managed

sorry, miss, but I

Harris? He was the most important

Parker quickly stepped in, pulling me back: "Apologies, we're

scrutinized us for a moment. "Yes, how

"Two."

"Come in."

had

in his eyes was so unfamiliar, almost as if

hadn't cried when I learned he was alive, nor when I found out he

with those eyes, it felt as if my heart was being

man,

I noticed that his left pinky was missing a piece, and there was

covered my mouth, trying to hide

away, not wanting

keys and hurried

the room for a long time, until

end

I would slap him hard-the traitor who had forgotten

when I actually saw him, my anger instantly

to do

the room for so long that

the backyard, everyone was gathered around, enjoying a barbecue.

while Detective Parker stood beside him, the two of them chatting and

are you holding

I nodded.

"Ethan, this is Sienna."

slowly extended my hand, trying to stay

strong hand briefly met mine. "Ethan Harris, nice to meet

of sadness washed over me, reminding me of the day he proposed, when he

"Hello, Mrs. Harris."

was all in the

questions I wanted to ask, but in the end,

place is beautiful.

the grill and casually

That's good to hear.

skewer of mushrooms, staring blankly at the girl in front of

had a radiant smile, as bright as

if struck by a heavy blow, the pain nearly taking my

Ethan's wife. Welcome

her one by

was very chatty, complimenting everyone. When

you're so beautiful! So slim, I'm really envious! And your hair is amazing- unlike mine, I'm about to

be the way you blow-dry my hair— pay

hair, chuckling

clear eyes were filled with anticipation for the wedding, reminding me of the

Grace

is next Wednesday, and

one too,

"Just one sip." Then, not caring that we were all there, she stole

"Drink this instead."

soon as the lid was removed, the fragrance of roses filled the air, and Jessica frowned, "Rose tea? Ethan! How many

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