ログインDuring the car accident, Ethan Jones used his body as a shield, protecting me so that I could walk away unscathed. However, when he finally woke up, his memory was frozen at eighteen years old, back when Millie Brown was his girlfriend. Ethan’s friends advised me to let go and fulfill their love story instead. They said that only by Millie’s side would Ethan—the model student everyone admired—step down from his pedestal and live a life. Apparently, I, the obedient, well-behaved girl, made his life dull and lifeless. What no one knew was that, amid the buzzing cicadas of summer, that well-behaved girl had fallen for him—year after year, never once wavering. So, I waited foolishly for Ethan to remember me until three years later, when I was diagnosed with cancer. On that very day, I finally saw the surprise he had mentioned preparing for me before the accident. Only then did I truly let go, and when he handed me the divorce papers once again, I signed my name.
もっと見るEthan kept himself alive on sedatives, but no matter how strong the drugs, the body would eventually grow resistant. Hence, when the sedatives stopped working, they switched him to hallucinogens.The psychiatrist strictly controlled his dosage, and Ethan never argued or resisted. He simply stockpiled an entire month’s worth of supplies and took them all in a single day.By the time Ethan’s parents returned, he had wasted away to nothing, his body almost skeletal. They brought Millie in front of him, hoping she could wake him up.Ethan looked at his parents, whom he hadn’t seen in nearly ten years, and felt nothing but irony. Millie, as usual, couldn’t read the room. She stood there chattering away as if nothing had changed. The absurdity of it all made him miss his medication. So, he called his bodyguard and had the three of them thrown out.Behind the bars, Millie finally noticed the storm brewing in his dark eyes. For the first time, her usual bravado faltered. She muttered some
It felt like a nightmare. He had only taken a nap, and when he woke up, he had lost the person he loved.Outside the hospital room, Ethan, who had collapsed into unconsciousness, finally woke up. In that moment, all his memories returned.When the car went over the cliff, his only thought had been to protect me. However, when he realized he was covered in blood and didn’t feel any pain, fear hit him hard. He was afraid he might die before he could confess his feelings and give me the perfect proposal he had promised me. That was why he kept reminding himself to go to Fall University and confess to me on Richmond Road—the place where he had first met me, and it was true love at first sight. Yet ironically, the repeated reminder was the very reason that caused his memory loss.Now, three years had passed, and I had suffered so much, living with a version of Ethan whose memories were frozen at eighteen years old. No one understood better than him that eighteen-year-old Ethan had be
For several days, the intense, almost torturous treatments left Ethan with frequent headaches. However, amid the pain, a person slowly began to appear in his mind—the happy me, the shy me, the crying me.He saw me when he returned home from the office, my gentle features bathed in warm light. He remembered me at the amusement park, shyly curling into his arms, and the mischievous me he had spoiled, bold enough to tease him. He even saw me during the car accident, bloodied, scared, and trembling as he held me protectively.And yet… why had that accident happened? Every time he tried to dig deeper into the memory, sharp pain would stab at his head.He returned to the consultation room and reported his progress to the psychiatrist, then lay back on the hospital bed, waiting for the hypnotherapy. His consciousness slowly drifted, as if walking down a narrow path. On either side of the path, pure white avalanche roses hung from every tree—my favorite flower.Back when he hadn’t yet
Ethan was a difficult yet obedient patient in the psychiatry department. He desperately wanted the treatment to work. No matter what approach the psychiatrist suggested, he was willing to try. Yet, no matter the method, nothing could break through the walls he had built around himself.That was until one day, James brought him a reproduced videotape.“Ethan, I’m truly sorry. I misunderstood before. Please tell Sadie I’m sorry on my behalf,” James said, patting Ethan’s shoulder with a face full of guilt.That was when Ethan remembered that he had divorced me and hadn’t told anyone yet.After James left, he went to the media room. There, he watched the confession of the man in the video and heard him say, “Sadie, I want you to be happy.”So that person I could never see again was him, or rather, it was the him from three years ago. The Ethan who woke from the accident had memories frozen at eighteen, the boy constrained by rules yet longing desperately to break free. However, watc
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