When Love Breaks by Jack

Chapter 280

Mark reached out, gently ruffling my hair as he spoke in a calm, measured tone.

“The girl I wanted to ask to that concert… was you. The one I’ve been waiting to divorce… also you. And the one I’ve loved for twenty- years… yes, you.”

His voice carried a quiet confidence, his amber eyes shining with unwavering certainty, “Jane, it’s always been you, nobody else.”

It felt like my heart was being pulled out of my chest. Suddenly, I was flustered, at a loss for words.

Tumed out, when faced with someone who genuinely cared for and loved me, my first instinct was to feel unworthy.

Mixed emotions swirled within me, and I instinctively wanted to deny it, “How could it be me? You’ve known her for so many years, and we’ve only…”

“Do you remember me telling you about moving back with the Larsons when I was eight?” Mark patiently explained, lifting his wrist to show me a bracelet, “Before I was taken back by the Larsons, I was in Southhaven. This bracelet, does it ring a bell?”

“No…” I shook my head in confusion.

only of bits and pieces about my

having to put up with Allen’s mood swings just to feed me, would never

when I sought medical advice, the doctor said it was amnesia caused by

too long; the chances of recovering

was a birthday gift you gave

at all. He spoke gently, “It’s okay.

I hesitated before asking, “When

that time you fainted from low

at me with a tender

But then, I noticed so many of your habits were the same

I blinked, “Like what?”

sweet foods, the way you fidget with your

me, “So,

each habit he listed, my certainty grew, and I had to admit, “Yes! It

was me.

But still…

hands,

to return