After her divorce, Annalise Gracelyn Keaton decides to start a new life in Chicago. One day, Ann visits a hospital to address her ongoing menstrual issues following a miscarriage caused by her abusive ex-husband. There, she meets Dr. Daxton, an obstetrician who accidentally knows a little story of her painful past. Their initial encounter marks the beginning of a series of fateful meetings. Their romance blossoms in what seems like a serendipitous alignment of the universe: they live in the same apartment building, and Ann works at a café owned by Daxton’s sister. But, just as Ann begins to open her heart to Daxton, her ex-husband comes and threatens to shatter everything she’s rebuilt. How will Ann and Daxton keep their love amidst the mess? And how will they cope with the presence of another significant figure from Ann’s past—her first love? What if, after all this time, Ann finds out that her first love has been waiting for her, just like she did years ago? What if that man tells her that he has been searching for her and did everything he could to find her, even naming his hotel after her? And what if that man tells her that he still loves her? Will she go back to him? Or will she choose to stay with Daxton, her new love? *** “You’re free, Ann. You can choose to stay with me or go back to him—the reason you came here. Don’t you remember you chose Chicago because you still remember where he went 15 years ago?”~Daxton Alexander “If only I had searched for you harder, might we have still loved each other, Ann?”~Conrad Blake
View More║Chicago, Illinois, US║I still couldn’t believe what had just happened to me.My breath was uneven, and I could feel my heart pounding after I ran from the rooftop to my apartment unit.Oh God, how could someone have been there without me noticing? And how could I end up meeting the very person I was hoping never to see again?No.I didn’t like this.This morning had been chaotic enough for me, and I didn’t want to relive it.That man was clearly the same person—he didn’t have a twin as I had hoped.Maybe I should avoid the rooftop for a while, even though I loved that place.Maybe I could write in my notebook in my apartment with a cup of hot chocolate and—Wait a minute…Where’s my notebook?I smacked my forehead as I realized I had forgotten something—something quite important, obviously.How could I forget that notebook when I’d just bought it? And the worst part was, I had already written part of a story in it, which would be terribly embarrassing if anyone read it.That doctor a
║Chicago, Illinois, US║“Annalise Gracelyn Scott. 29 years old. Born in Ohio with blood type O. No records of serious illness, and the last medical treatment was three months ago. Is there anything important I missed from your medical history?”I blinked for a moment—looking at the man in front of me as he listed off my medical records and identity aloud as if nothing had happened between us.Well, technically, nothing ‘should’ have happened between us."That’s all," I said.“Alright then. Maybe we can start with hearing your complaints before we proceed with the examination, Mrs. Scott?”The man, wearing glasses perched on his nose, looked up to face me as I sat across from him.Okay, I had to admit—this man really did look like a doctor interrogating his patient.He looked… completely different from the man from last night.And maybe I should do the same—forget what happened last night, like two adults who had a one-night stand.“Miss Keaton would be better, I think.”“Oh?”He furrow
║3 Months Later. Chicago, Illinois, US║The bustling nightlife that once felt foreign to me has now become the only place I go every day.There is no longer an Annalise Gracelyn Keaton who sits at the dining table preparing dinner to welcome her husband home. No more elegant woman in a knee-length dress attending tea parties in Fremont with her husband’s coworkers’ wives. No more Ann who visits her parents every weekend with gift baskets, pretending to live a happy married life.Now… I live in a freedom I thought I’d never have.“This is the first time I’ve seen you here. Are you new around here?”I turned my head when I heard the bartender’s question.Just after taking a sip of the drink he served, I gave him a faint smile and replied, “Do you remember everyone who comes here?”“Yes,” the man nodded confidently. “Chicago is a big city, but most of the patrons here come from nearby neighborhoods.”I gave a brief nod. Honestly, I had just learned there was a decent bar near my apartment
—Fremont, Sandusky County, Ohio, US— "Did you cheat on me?" I looked up with tears streaming down my face when I heard the sound of the bedroom door opening at 2 a.m. The dark room around us was the first thing that greeted my husband—Alban Scott, the high-profile lawyer whose name was praised all over town. My heart trembled whenever I thought of his name, even if only in my mind. While others saw his name as a blessing, to me, it felt like the worst curse I'd ever received. "Didn't I tell you I don't like this room being dark? Are you really deaf that you still do it?" Rather than answering my first question, he chose to grumble and walked over to the switch to turn on all the lights. I scoffed when I heard his footsteps getting closer. I knew Alban didn’t like the dark, but he wouldn’t like what he saw when the lights were turned on either. "Are you out of your mind?!" His voice shouted as soon as the lights came on. I wiped my tears—allowing myself to fully look at the bast
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