My Boyfriend's Double Standards Began With Her Amnesia

Aurelia's POV

My boyfriend, Shane Wesley, fed my best friend, Lynn Barrett, apple slices, completely failing to notice anything unusual about my behavior.

Then, the amnesiac Lynn started acting up. "Honey, let's go home. It's so scary having this stranger watching me every day."

With that, she threw herself into Shane's arms.

Shane froze for a brief moment before finally pushing her away. But he neither corrected Lynn nor explained who I was. He merely whispered, "Okay, I'll take you home."

Once he had packed up Lynn's belongings, he led me out of the hospital room. As always, he tried to soothe me. "Aurelia, don't get the wrong idea. Lynn only remembers me. That's why she thinks I'm her husband."

However, I simply gave him a bitter smile. "I'm not getting the wrong idea. Didn't you two kiss yesterday? It's only natural for her to think you're her husband."

Shane's expression shifted, and the shock in his eyes quickly turned to panic. "Aurelia, don't make baseless accusations. You must be too tired. Your eyes must have been playing tricks on you."

But that scene had replayed in my mind hundreds of times. It couldn't have been more real. Every time I thought about it, I felt so sick that I wanted to throw up.

But Shane refused to admit it. I didn't want to question him either. I simply said calmly, "Shane, we're over."

The hand that had been brushing my hair suddenly stopped, and his eyes were filled with disbelief. He asked, "You're dumping me? After seven years together, are you really going to give up on us?"

I opened my mouth to speak, but Shane coldly interrupted me, "Enough, Aurelia. I know I've been neglecting you, and you must be jealous. But Lynn isn't just your best friend. She's the one who saved your life. Don't be so petty."

He was right. Lynn had lost her memory trying to save me. But I had never been jealous of her. What I cared about was the way Shane treated us so differently.

Back then, after my emergency appendectomy, I could barely even turn over in bed. Yet, he had said, "Aurelia, I'm busy with work. Just hire a caregiver. It'll be the same."

But whenever Lynn made a fuss, Shane would just quit work to stay by her side. However, he had never thought about how difficult it was for me to pay for her medical bills all by myself. He certainly never thought about how exhausted I was from working three jobs from morning to night.

I stared at the familiar face before me, but somehow, he felt more and more like a stranger.

He even had the audacity to say, "Don't threaten to break up again. I might actually agree next time." He patted my head. "Come on. Take care of Lynn's discharge paperwork. Once you're done, we'll go home together."

But once we got home, Lynn started acting up again. She pointed at the photo of Shane and me together in the living room and tearfully complained, "Honey, how could you be so close to this stranger? You even let her into our home!"

Their home?

Shane and I had lived here for three years. Yet, Lynn had been here for less than three months, and she was already treating this place as her own home.

I was at a loss for words. But then, I saw Shane wipe away her tears and gently reassure her, "Lynn, calm down. You'll get another headache."

"So who is she?" Lynn snorted coldly.

I also wanted to know who I was to Shane.

However, I heard him say, "She's the housekeeper I hired. She has a crush on me, so she's always creating fake pictures of us together and putting them up around the house."

A housekeeper? I wanted to laugh, but my heart ached with every beat.