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71. The Unbroken Mask.

Author: Merra Gischan
last update Last Updated: 2025-09-16 17:44:24

SADIE’S POV

I cleaned his body carefully, each movement steady, while inside I searched for scraps of comfort—remnants of what I used to feel before the accident. Back then, I had been close to him. Close enough to believe, even if only for a fleeting moment, that he might let me in.

I wondered if this was the right moment to tell him everything. To tell him the truth—that we hadn’t just been playing a role, that somewhere along the way, we had become something real. That we were no longer just two people bound by circumstance. That we had fallen in love.

But before I could form the words, he spoke first. “How could it be you I married instead of Bella?”

The question split me open. My heart, already fragile, collapsed under the weight of it. Of course, I could never measure up to Bella. And what hurt most was the realization that even in his amnesia, even in this altered state of mind, Damon seemed to still be holding onto her.

I didn’t know how to answer. Partly because the story was
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