Crawling Back To Her Series Redemption and Refuse

Chapter 41

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

replied coldly, "T'm sorry, miss, but I think you've mistaken me

Harris? He was

in, pulling me back: "Apologies, we're looking to book some rooms.

"Yes, how many rooms do

"Two."

"Come in."

and walked inside, not sparing me another glance. I had foolishly

in his eyes was so unfamiliar, almost

cried when I learned he was alive, nor when I found out

those eyes, it felt as if my heart was being crushed in

handed our IDs to the man,

pinky was missing a piece, and there was a slight limp in his right leg as

covered my mouth, trying

wanting him to see my

the room keys and hurried me along to our

for a long time,

he end

the journey, I had vowed that when I saw him, I

I actually saw him, my anger instantly turned to

do

room for so long that Grace, worried about me, forcibly

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

beside him, the two of them chatting and

how are you holding

I nodded.

"Ethan, this is Sienna."

slowly extended my hand, trying to stay composed.

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

of sadness washed over me, reminding me of the day he proposed, when he held me close and said with

"Hello, Mrs. Harris."

was all in the

questions I wanted to ask, but in the end, I

place is beautiful.

the grill

That's good to hear.

staring blankly at the

radiant smile, as bright

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

Ethan's wife.

her one

complimenting everyone. When she

slim, I'm really envious! And your hair is amazing- unlike mine,

to the man behind her, "It must be the way you blow-dry my hair— pay more attention, or I'll end up as a bald

ruffled her hair, chuckling softly,

the wedding, reminding me of the person

Grace

next Wednesday, and we hope you

Jessica reached for one too, but it was quickly

not caring that we were all there, she stole a quick

"Drink this instead."

floating rose petals. As soon as the lid was removed, the fragrance of roses filled the air, and Jessica

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