[A few months earlier ]

It was nighttime. Alden was out of town, and Serenity couldn't sleep. Her belly was still round with pregnancy when she noticed Peter sitting alone in the garden. She decided to join him-as long as he was okay with her company.

He had recently woken up, and to him, nearly everyone around him felt like strangers.

"Peter..." Serenity said softly as she approached him.

"Hi....." Peter replied with a smile, though his face was streaked with tears.

"Is something wrong?" Serenity asked, concerned.

"Uh, no! Nothing," he said quickly, wiping at his tears.

"Doesn't look like nothing... Do you want to talk?"

"Not really... To be honest, I don't even know who you are," Peter said, eyeing her with confusion.

"Well... I'm Serenity Bartz, daughter of your best friend, Marcus Bartz-and now, wife of Alden Palmer. Your son..." Serenity explained as clearly as she could.

"You know, this-this is what makes me feel weird. It's been a few weeks since I woke up, and everyone acts like I'm fine-but I'm not.

"I feel out of place. They tell me stories about a life I have no memory of living."

"Take it easy. I think you just need time to adjust," Serenity said, trying to soothe him.

"I'm trying, but... imagine what it's like for me. I walk into a room and sleep beside a woman who, everyone tells me, is my wife-and the craziest part? She's pregnant-with twins!"

looked down at his hands,

know it sounds overwhelming. I know that after waking up, you probably feel like you're still 25. But more than 20 years have passed. In that time, you helped your son become

with love. And maybe you don't feel it now, but I'm sure there was a

person I am now-I would never be

Serenity asked,

should be beside me. It feels

Are you waiting for Alden's

crazy about that woman. She drove me wild

Peter's mom... or

your mom?" Peter asked,

mother is Valerie Bartz-but you

bell..." Peter said, clearly trying to dig through his

her." Serenity pulled out her phone and showed him a picture. Valerie watched him closely, trying to read the expression on

"Well?" she asked.

I don't know her," Peter answered, frustration in

to explain... I don't know who you're waiting for, Peter Palmer. But maybe just maybe the woman you're waiting for is Celeste Mason. And maybe you don't remember it, but your body does. Maybe that feeling of unease comes from your subconscious

"Why?"

she ran away. Why she left, don't know. But I do know that back then, Peter didn't care about anything else. He just wanted

has me so confused. I want to do what's

me what is the right

is to follow your heart. Be mindful.

How do

my heart tells me. I

I think you should take a breath and let things come to

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