Chapter 382

Eloise wrapped her arms around his neck. Her embrace was charged with emotion yet punctuated by her tears.

"Harvey, are you really back?" she whispered, her voice breaking. "Do you remember everything about us-the good and the bad?"

Harvey's own eyes glistened. "Don't cry!" His voice was a tender rumble, comforting her as one would a child. "I'm back, Eloise. Completely back."

In their moment of bliss, there was an underlying ache. He held her fiercely, as if he'd just returned from war, and in the quiet of their embrace, her tears flowed silently onto his shoulder.

Pulling the blanket over them, Harvey held Eloise close, sheltering her from the cold night.

"It's like a dream," Eloise murmured, her voice a soft echo in the stillness. "A long, painful dream."

"I'll never leave you again. I promise," Harvey vowed as he kissed her shoulder. His lips felt warm against her skin.

Perhaps he had anticipated her tears, and chose Christmas Eve to make his return—an evening that, despite its joy, brought her such sorrow.

They lay awake, not wanting to sleep nor to speak of things that might sour the mood. Instead, they reminisced only about the happy times.

"Do you remember our first Christmas together?" Harvey began, his tone light. "You were dating Callum. I followed you two like a madman and watched him kiss your forehead under the fireworks. I was so jealous."

Eloise remembered well. She stroked his strong jawline, her voice soft. "Didn't we agree not to talk about the past?"

if memorizing her all over again. "Eloise, my wife," he said, his voice thick with emotion. "I forgot you when we loved

you for not giving up on me,"

finger on his chest playfully. "I settled, Harvey. It wasn't about not

teasing tone,

her words, Harvey pinned her beneath him; he was as

eyes were shining with clarity. "Even

during the days I couldn't remember, did I still take good care of you? Is that why you couldn't let

She

say how much I love you, but no matter how much of a jerk you've been, I can't let go.

she understood the depth of her love-a love that could find hope even

of roses. Beside her pillow was a fresh white rose and a sparkling diamond bracelet—a gift

attempted to fasten the bracelet, but struggled with the clasp. Harvey appeared in the doorway, impeccably dressed in a light grey shirt and dark trousers; his tie

you let me help you with that?"

have changed, Eloise. I wouldn't dare ask you

you for last night," he whispered, his eyes

the rose. "Enough

breakfast," Harvey

the bracelet. Her thoughts turned solemn. "To

"Yes. Now that you and the kids are

for a moment. "Harvey, there's

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