تسجيل الدخولDave POVAfter disturbing Lydia sufficiently enough for one morning, I eventually got bundled out of her room with the children like we were three particularly annoying guests who had overstayed our welcome.I didn’t even complain.Mostly because Lydia had that look on her face—the one that said if I argued, she would personally find a way to throw me out of the house. And partly because watching her try to maintain her dignity after everything Anna had heard was far too entertaining to ruin.Eli was still asking questions as we walked down the hallway, and Ava was laughing at him every few seconds. I looked back once before leaving and caught Lydia standing near her bedroom door, arms folded, watching us with an expression that was equal parts exasperation and amusement. She caught me looking and immediately pointed toward the hallway.“Go.”I smiled.“Yes, ma’am.”“Dave.”I laughed and finally turned around.By the time I got downstairs, though, my mind had already moved on to somet
Lydia POVDave came in and cleared his throat.I slowly lowered my hand from my face and turned toward the door. He was standing there, one hand resting against the frame, looking entirely too comfortable for a man who had just walked into a conversation he had absolutely no business hearing. I stared at him for a second before looking at my phone, where Anna was still on the video call, her expression caught somewhere between shock and amusement. Then I looked back at him. “Since when have you been standing there?” I asked. “And don’t I have my right to privacy anymore?” I knew the question was pointless the moment it left my mouth. The door had been open. Technically, I had invited the problem in.Dave pushed himself away from the door and walked toward me with that irritating little smile playing at the corner of his mouth. “Long enough,” he said. I groaned and covered my face again. “Urgh.” I could practically feel Anna trying not to laugh through the phone. Dave stopped in front
Lydia POVIf there was anything I knew about Anna, it was that she was dying to know what went down yesterday night.And I was dead-ass sure she already had an inkling about what happened.Me and Anna had been friends for close to a year now. Yeah, roughly a year.Let me just call it a year.And in that time, I had learned quite a lot about this girl.For one, Anna had absolutely no shame when it came to talking about her personal life, especially her sex life.She had told me all about her sexual experiences with her husband on multiple occasions, and every single time, I was like, I’m not interested, girl. Keep seducing.But when it came to me?Suddenly, she was a journalist.An investigator.A detective.And considering that I had the twins after my first intimacy with Dave, I didn’t really have a lot of sexual experience to begin with. At least, not compared to Anna.So Anna was usually curious.Very curious.Curious, curious.And I also knew there was absolutely no way I was gett
Lydia POVAfter the kids walked in on me in Dave’s room, and then asked, “Are we back together?” and Dave, with absolutely no hesitation, said, “Oh yeah, we’re back together,” and all of that, it was noon already.And honestly, I was overwhelmed.Not in a bad way. In a good way.A very, very good way.But still overwhelming.So I was like, Okay, I need to do something important.I think I need a walk.Actually, no. I need to run.I needed to get out of the house for a little while and just breathe because everything that had happened felt like too much to process all at once. Dave. The kids. Us being back together. Everything I had remembered. Everything I had forgotten and then somehow found my way back to.So, yeah.I needed to run.And that’s when I realized that I had actually not been taking my fitness life seriously since all this whole memory-loss thingy here.I mean, who could blame me?I had bigger things to worry about.But now that my life was slowly beginning to feel like
Lydia POV “Hi, Lydia. What’s up?” I leaned against the doorframe for a moment. “Hmm. I’m chill.” Dave looked at me carefully. There was something about the way he looked at me that made my heart do this strange little thing in my chest. “I actually have something to tell you.” He sat up a little straighter. “What?” I smiled. “But first, let me show you something.” Gosh. I was so scared. Like, so scared. Because this was the man I had apparently loved for years, and somehow I had woken up one morning not remembering a single thing about that love. And now, somehow, all of it was back. Every conversation. Every argument. Every stupid joke. Every time he’d looked at me like I was the only person in the room. And I remembered. I remembered him. I walked toward him. He watched me curiously. Then I wrapped my arms around him. He immediately caught me. “Lydia?” “Carry me.” “What?” “Carry me.” He laughed softly, but he lifted me anyway. And the second I was in hi
Lydia POV “Hmm?” “You owe me two trips.” I stared at him. “What?” “Two.” “Two what?” “Two vacations.” I laughed. “Already?” “Yes.” “Your mother just got her memory back.” “Exactly.” “And this is what you’re negotiating?” “Yes.” I shook my head. “Unbelievable.” He grinned. “I already have two locations.” “Of course you do.” “I’ve been thinking.” “Apparently.” He started explaining his vacation plans with the seriousness of someone presenting a business proposal. Ava waited until he finished. Then she looked at me. “Mom.” “What?” “I have a question.” “Go ahead.” “When I’m ten, can I go to the space?” I stared at her. “Oh my God.” “What?” “You two are really doing this right now?” They both laughed. “So?” I sighed dramatically. “Okay.” “Yes?” “We’ll see how it goes.” They looked at each other. Then Eli nodded. “Okay, Mom.” Ava nodded too. “We can see how it goes.” I laughed. “Exactly.” And just like that, we moved on. Like we hadn’t spent t
Lydia POVOh.That was… unfortunate.Because he was beautiful.In a sharp, expensive, dangerous kind of way.Dark suit.Sharper jaw.Dark eyes that looked almost black under certain lighting.Everything about him looked controlled.I clicked another picture.Still no smile.Another.Same expression
Lydia POV“You’re getting married to Dave Ashton tomorrow by eight a.m.”Those were the words that ended my life as I knew it.One sentence.One Tuesday evening.One announcement delivered with the same emotional weight my father would have used to ask someone to pass the salt.For a moment, I hone
Bernard stepped in, hands clasped neatly in front of him.“I apologize for disturbing you, ma’am. I came by earlier, but there was no response.”I rubbed my eyes. “I was asleep.”“Yes, ma’am.”He said it so respectfully that I almost felt bad for sounding irritated.Almost.“Would you like dinner?”
Lydia’s POVThe inside of the house was even worse than the outside.Worse, because now I had to physically stand inside it and accept that this was where I was expected to live.The space swallowed me the second I stepped in.The entrance opened into a massive living area with floors so polished I







