Book3 Chapter5.

The salty sea breeze whipped across my face, stinging my skin. Jessica's laughter drifted down from the second floor. I looked up and saw Ethan Harris gently blowdrying Jessica's hair, his careful and loving movements so familiar. Jessica was comfortably nestled in his arms, while I, the one who once belonged there, had become just an observer.

I was frozen in place by that laughter.

What if-what if I told him that I'm the one who's supposed to be his fiancée? Ethan Harris is a man who takes responsibility seriously — what would he do then?

I don't want his pity; I just want Ethan Harris to love me.

By the time I had composed myself and returned, it was already the middle of the night, but Grace was still awake.

"Ethan figured it out on his own. Even though he's lost his memory, he hasn't forgotten his old instincts."

"I know."

Ethan has always been smart. It's no surprise he noticed Detective Parker's subtle attempts to get close to him.

Did

air was silent for a few seconds. "He was told it

saying anything further. At least that explanation

that after the wedding, he's coming back to Maplewoodwith

a life here, it's only right for him to take his wife back to

"Did Ethan ask you?"

the man who had waited for

did, but I didn't say

you know that's not what

stomach, where the pain was radiating,

my most precious memories like

dawn, with only two days left before their wedding. Early in the morning, Jessica's voice echoed through the courtyard as she

floral arch with red roses. How long does the red carpet need

big should the backdrop be? Ethan, if we don't have a photo

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