What Separates Me and You

Chapter 194 Forever Was So Short

Josephine felt as though she was sleepwalking. She didn’t recall walking into City Hall or what she did inside. She only knew that she was holding her copy of the divorce certificate when she exited the building. Lewis had already driven off while she was still in a daze, leaving her there as it rained heavily. She stared blankly at the document in her hand, feeling as though she had been living a dream all this while, and he no longer wanted her now that she had awoken from it.

Standing underneath an awning, she watched as the sky poured heavily after having been cast aside just like that. She didn’t cry, and it wasn’t because she couldn’t. The divorce certificate in her hand felt surreal, to the point where she couldn’t tell if she was awake or dreaming. She walked over to a nearby bench and sat down. A cold wind blew, carrying the raindrops under the awning and onto her face. It was when she felt the chill in the air did it occur to her that it was already winter.

Elysium had a rainy winter season where there would be frequent downpours daily. She had missed the arrival of the winter season while she was in a languid state. However, the void she felt reminded her that she had missed much, much more than just that. She sat helplessly by the entrance to City Hall, like an abandoned puppy, holding her divorce certificate. She didn’t even know where she could go.

A black Volkswagen stopped in front of her a short while later, and a man rushed out of the car. “Why are you sitting here all by yourself, Mrs. Alvarez?”

Josephine looked at him blankly. He looked familiar when she looked at him closely, but she couldn’t remember who he was.

“‘It’s me, Dr. Halliday. Do you still remember me?” Seeing the vacant look on her face, he waved his hand in front of her, but her eyes remained empty and confused. “You… don’t know who I am anymore?”

She stared at him for a long time but still couldn’t recognize who he was, so she weakly shook

her head to indicate such.

He sighed. “This isn’t good. Why has your condition deteriorated so quickly?”

He then rattled off. Her brows furrowed as she couldn’t understand anything he was saying.

the recent hunger strike, self-harm, and the

faded slightly at this-was he talking about her? A hunger strike, self -harm… why didn’t she remember any of it? Looking down at her wrist, she noticed the white bandages

was seeing was real, she started undoing her bandages, bearing the pain as she

and exposed her flesh. It had been filled with some sort of powder, which had turned into a paste because of the fresh- flowing blood. It

her. “Why did you remove your bandages, Madam? It will get infected.” He chastised as he patted his breast pocket and thankfully

it before looking up at her with a conflicted expression on his face. He opened his mouth but didn’t say anything,

remember what illness

shook her head-she had no

long and heavy sigh and was pensive for a moment before he explained, “You have a mental illness called Alzheimer’s. That’s why you don’t remember a lot of things. Don’t you have a notebook? Where is it?”

her head and looked

was likely she wouldn’t remember any of it. “I’ll send you

the vehicle and was about to run. into the villa like she usually would when the doors

Let me talk to him.” Dr. Halliday walked up to her side and awkwardly said as he raised a

door a short while later instead of Lewis.

you

Alvarez. Is he not

Fiona, looked him up and down before shaking her head. “Mr. Alvarez told me he won’t be coming back to the villa at all and has asked me to clear it out. Oh, right. Are these yours, Madam? He said I can throw them out if you don’t come back to collect them.” She opened the door wider as she

was worried that they