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.

his parents? Did Detective Parker tell

few seconds. "He

not saying anything further. At least that explanation

wedding, he's coming back

only right for him to take his wife back to see his

"Did Ethan ask you?"

about the man who had waited for

but I didn't say

that's

my stomach, where the pain was radiating, "But it's what

had 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

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

a floral arch with red roses. How long does the

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

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