My Love Until the Last Goodbye by Alut

Chapter 0449

Chapter 0449

“I spent a long time in intensive care. The truth is, my recovery took several years. By the time I could speak and was aware of myself, five years had already passed. I was like a baby–couldn’t talk, couldn’t walk. My body was atrophied from so much time in bed. I almost lost a hand, and when I finally managed to walk, I had to use a cane for a long time.

“I spent two years in rehab. Theodore, that grumpy old man, has been like a father and friend to me. He took care of me diligently. As far as I know, my biological father left a lot to be desired. I don’t remember him, but from what I’ve been told, we didn’t have a good relationship. Honestly, I can say Theodore is my father. Even though these days we act more like friends, he’s been the father I might have been denied in my past life.”

Marcus just listened, imagining the hardships his friend had endured. He didn’t have the words to describe how he felt at that moment. Peter was like a younger brother to him, someone he had grown fond of during the time they spent together. When he met Lucius, Marcus thought he’d found someone to fill the void Peter had left, but he quickly realized Lucius’s bad intentions. That was when, in the past, he’d had to teach that young man a harsh lesson.

not only did I need help with everything, but my mind was completely blank. Theodore tried to give me a full explanation of who I was, but to be honest, I never managed to recover any memories. At least not until

you mean by that?” Marcus asked, intrigued.

She’s an amazing woman, and somehow, she made me remember two things. First, my brother and I wanted a dog when we were kids, but we never had one. Then, I remembered the taste of cinnamon coffee. I don’t know where that memory comes from, but I know I

That memory had to be from when she and Peter were together. She probably made him the same coffee she now made for

past life is much more than that. Honestly, I prefer not to dwell on it. Since I left that hospital, I’ve been making new memories, and I

you saying?”

I know you took care of her and my daughter, who, as I now know, wasn’t mine–she’s Maximus’s, my brother’s.