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 Detective Parker

a few seconds. "He was told it was

not saying anything further. At least that explanation was something he could

after the wedding, he's coming back to

only right for him to take his

"Did Ethan ask you?"

man who had

but I didn't

that's not

pain was radiating, "But it's

my life, entwined in my most precious memories like a vine. Now, as he's being torn away, it's as if I'm being

third day here, my insomnia had returned. I lay awake until dawn, with only two days left before their wedding. Early in

red roses. How long

we don't

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