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Chapter 12: Away From Home
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Chasing my Bestfriend × Lover Chapter 105: Serenade for a Friend
ADRIAN'S POVThe cool, crisp air of Norway always felt like a familiar stranger, a comforting paradox given my fractured past. The International Medical Expo had been a whirlwind, a brief, baffling venture into a life I barely remembered being mine. Sarah and Mark, those quick, bright friendships forged over shared meals and whispered medical jargon, had melted back into their respective continents, leaving behind only the ghost of laughter and a handful of digital contacts. Gayle and I, intertwined by a bond forged in amnesia and rediscovery, had returned to the quiet hum of her life in Oslo.Life resumed its gentle, rhythmic pace. Mornings were for strong coffee and Gayle’s easy smile, afternoons for trying to piece together the fragments of ‘Adrian’ that surfaced like bubbles from a murky pond, evenings for long walks or quiet dinners. It was a good life, safe and structured, a stark contrast to the ten years that had simply… vanished.Then, I saw him.It was during one of my solit
Chasing my Bestfriend × Lover Chapter 104: Taking His Time
DAMIEN'S POVGayle was on her feet in an instant, her eyes narrowed at me, a silent warning. “Damien, what the hell are you doing?” she hissed, her voice low but laced with steel. She moved swiftly, placing herself between me and Adrian, a protective shield.Adrian, merely looked from Gayle to me, his brow furrowed in genuine perplexity. “Gayle? What’s going on? Who is…?” His voice trailed off, a hesitant question mark hanging in the air. It was a dagger to my chest, hearing him not know my name, but I hardened my resolve. This was the consequence of my own idiocy.“Stay out of this, Gayle,” I growled, my voice rougher than I intended. My eyes darted around, noting the watchful, almost hostile gazes of Adrian’s new friends – Sarah, a petite woman with fiery red hair, and a burly man named Mark, who looked ready to spring. They were loyal. I could respect that. I’d have been the same, once upon a time, protecting Adrian from anyone, even himself.Gayle, however, was clearly not intimi
Chasing my Bestfriend × Lover Chapter 103: Moment of Clarity
DAMIEN'S POVThe buzz of the expo had become a dull, persistent hum in my ears, a backdrop to the insistent thrum of a much deeper ache within my chest. For days, I’d been a ghost, drifting through the crowded halls, my gaze perpetually anchored to one person... Adrian. Or, as he was now known to the world now, Gabe.Heartbreak isn’t a single, shattering event; it’s a thousand tiny cracks that spread, each one a fresh reminder of what’s lost. And watching Adrian, or Gabe, was like having a magnifying glass held to every single fissure. He was there, vibrant and alive, enthralled by the seminars, his eyes alight with the same intellectual curiosity that had always drawn me to him. The old Adrian was just like that—always invested in learning new knowledge, absorbing every shred of information like a sponge. It was a beautiful thing to witness, a quality I had cherished. But now, it was a spear through my gut, twisted by the bitter knowledge that he remembered none of it. None of us.Th
Chasing my Bestfriend × Lover Chapter 102: He's not Yours
ADRIAN'S POVThe fluorescent hum of the International Medical Expo still felt wrong, an alien sensory assault that grated against my new, meticulously constructed identity. My name was Adrian, or so I was told by the doctors, the therapists, the kind-faced woman who held my hand through the darkest fog of amnesia. But for the past few weeks, I’d been living as Gabe, a name chosen for its stark simplicity, a deliberate severance from the ghost of a past I couldn’t touch.Yet, here he was. Damien. The man who had introduced himself with a gentle, wounded smile, claiming to be my best friend, my past self’s confidant, before the hypnotherapy session had ‘messed up’. He had looked at me with such profound hurt when I’d uttered the words, “I’m sorry, I don’t know you.” A part of my heart, a sliver I couldn't quite pinpoint, had twisted in a pang of guilt. It was a phantom ache, similar to the dull throb that often accompanied my attempts to bridge the chasm of my forgotten life.Because I
Chasing my Bestfriend × Lover Chapter 101: Newfound Determination
ADRIAN'S POV The man froze, going still for a long second that stretched into an eternity. Then, a slow exhalation, a sigh that seemed to carry the weight of the world. Slowly, deliberately, he turned to face me. And as soon as our eyes met, something shifted inside me. It was like a faint echo, a whisper of a forgotten melody. A recognition, deep and unsettling, yet utterly unretrievable. His eyes, the same dark, intense eyes that had been watching me all afternoon, were now wide with a desperate, hopeful relief. “Adrian,” he breathed, his voice thick with emotion, a name I hadn’t heard uttered by anyone outside my own thoughts in months. Before I could process it, he lunged, wrapping his arms around me in a hug so tight, it stole the air from my lungs. “It’s me, Damien. Your best friend. Oh God, I’m so sorry for everything I did. I thought I lost you. Thank God you’re alive.” I stiffened in his embrace, utterly bewildered. Damien? Best friend? My mind raced, searching for a fac
Chasing my Bestfriend × Lover Chapter 100: A Handsome Stalker
ADRIAN'S POVThe applause was a physical weight, pressing down on me, threatening to buckle my knees. I stood on the brightly lit stage, a microphone still clutched in my hand, the projected slides of Ingrid’s groundbreaking research glowing behind me. “Thank you,” I managed, my voice a little hoarse, but the words were lost in the roar. Faces blurred in the auditorium, a sea of smiles and outstretched hands.My chest tightened with a familiar anxiety. This wasn’t my work, not truly. I was merely the messenger, the conduit for Ingrid’s genius, which now, sadly, resided in a hospital bed. She had slipped on the hotel stairs this morning, a nasty fall that had landed her in emergency, just hours before her most anticipated presentation. As her lead researcher and, more importantly, her friend, I’d stepped in. The presentation, meticulously prepared by Ingrid, flowed effortlessly, her passion and brilliance shining through every slide, every data point. I had simply narrated it, adding
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