Arabel's POV
Right now, I wonder what it would feel like to have him remember me. To have him come hug me. Kiss me. Tell me how much he still loves me.
Tell me that he remembers everything and that this is all just a silly prank to scare the hell out of me.
I can't lose him to Eve again. Not again.
Losing his memory is not as frightening as imagining how he would feel if he could only recall half of his memories, where Eve held a significant place in his life.
What if he doesn't remember me? What if he never recalls our marriage or his mistake in divorcing me? What if he doesn't remember Daisy being his?
With his gaze sweeping over me again, my heart picks up, and my breath grows deeper.
Eve moves to his bedside and sits in, preventing me from seeing his face to determine if he recognizes me now or not.
“Babe, I am Eve, and she is Arabella, your ex-wife. Can you believe she even pretended to be someone else? She lied to you by telling you she is Bella Portillo and not Arabel Cooper, s
