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Chapter Seventy-Three

CHAPTER SEVENTY-THREE

*Her childhood Trauma*

"Wait a minute, Are you serious?!"

Mr. Jordan nodded, smiling widely.

"101%. Don't tell me you forgot?"

She swallowed with confusion furrowing her brows.

"but I do remember, as clear as day, that the incident happened when I was eighteen years old. I can never forget that. I never realized I gave her a name. I must have been..." her voice faltered.

How could she forget the day she broke a leg? The day she nearly gave up on walking ever again? The very day she saw her life slipping out of her very hands. She was helpless and miserable. The day she thought she was done for.

She had never been more afraid!

That day is ingrained in her memory like a marking that has been stamped in her head with a permanent marker. An indelible mark.

Her father smiled at her ruefully, clamping a gentle hand on her shoulder.

"I understand love. You were so traumatized by the incident that you forgot. I'm sorry to dig up some bad memories for you. I didn
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