Chapter 815

Anastasia's heart skipped a beat. "Did you remember something?"

Herman looked thoughtful. "You bought me bubble tea once, didn't you? I remember the taste. It's so familiar."

A shadow flickered across Anastasia's eyes. In the end, he really had forgotten her.

She remembered what the girl at the bubble tea shop had said that day and nodded. "Yeah, I did. You said it was your first time trying bubble tea."

He looked at her, sincere. "Would you... buy me another one?"

Swallowing the bittersweet feeling, Anastasia managed a smile. "Of course!"

In the days that followed, she stuck by him, trying everything she could think of to bring back his memories, but nothing worked.

She told herself they could start over, but every time she saw the man she loved looking at her like a stranger, the pain was sharp and real-it was impossible to ignore.

She never let any of it show in front of Herman. She didn't want to add to his burden.

her with careful politeness, always keeping a respectful

slept on the couch. To everyone else, it looked like things were the same as always, but Anastasia knew the truth. In the middle of the night, Herman would sometimes sit quietly beside her for a long, long time, trying so hard to remember who

he'd feel uncomfortable, he was

ended up like this, but somehow,

called. "Ana, has Herman

explain everything she felt. In the end,

was home. That was

relief,” Monica said. "Finally, some good luck—Herman's back

outside. She could

Jason's working on a

string of. murders. Three women so far. These creeps,

fired up about this stuff. She

officers checked things out. Monica wandered down by the river, phone pressed to her

and passersby drawn by the sirens

Anastasia, a scrawny man brushed past her, catching her words.

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