"No," Brittany didn't want to tell her son that she had developed feelings for a man who was already married. Daniel seemed downcast. "Okay."

Brittany comforted her son until he fell asleep, but she herself tossed and turned, unable to find rest.

Over the past six months, she had tried to uncover things from before her amnesia. Unfortunately, all traces had been erased. No one dared to speak of Daniel's father, not even Daniel himself.

Living now in Craneville and without her prior memories, Brittany had lost touch with old friends like Kari and Hannah. Although Ysabel was close to her, the Lynette family had warned her early on not to mention anything from before Brittany's memory loss.

For six months, Brittany felt like a puppet without thoughts, throwing herself into her work. Yet, every night, she felt a void in her heart, as if something important was missing.

She got up and went downstairs to pour herself a glass of warm milk.

As she was heading back upstairs, she bumped into Holden.

"Hey."

"Why are you still up so late?" Holden frowned. "Is there something troubling you at work?"

"It's not that," Brittany shook her head. She and Holden were fairly close, and he genuinely cared about her.

"Can I ask you something?"

Holden nodded. "Go ahead."

father... is he no

the topic. She had to

moment before asking, "Why

had his child. We must have been close.

was smart, which was

if you've forgotten

to dredge it up. Just understand that we would never harm you. That's what's most important. It's getting late.

but his response was enough for Brittany to draw her own

Isaac never reappeared

let out for vacation, and

her son, cleared her schedule for a week and planned a trip to

they left, Yuri heard of their plans and suggested

them

friend he hadn't seen in years and

a man in his thirties, not particularly

looked

he trying to set

it. "You're in your early thirties now, and all I want is for you to settle down. Daniel also needs

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