“Hon, just a minute.”Rohan said to his wife as she sipped hot coffee and sat in a coffee shop. He came out for a moment and he seemed to be talking to someone on the cellphone.“Here's your lemon cake, Ma'am.”The food server said once he laid it in front of Nadia. She was surprised by the young man because they hadn't ordered lemon cake before.“Enjoy your dessert, ma'am.”Baron smiled at her and he was currently pretending to be a food server at that coffee shop.“Did i say that,” she whispered and simply glanced at her husband from the glass window.“I know your memory is back.” Said of the young man.The day he was supposed to visit her at the hospital, she accidentally touched his arm.Baron was the man who's wearing a hat that day and Nadia held him by the arm that day. Although she did n

“Let's get a divorce.”The first word came from Rohan's lips when Nadia came home to their house.“What did you say?” she asked in shock.“I want the two of us to divorce.”At one point, he handed her a divorce paper for her to sign.Nadia couldn't believe it and seemed confused by what was happening.“Hon… Honey?” she said and she would approached him and held his hand, but he quickly avoided her.“I already know everything. Everything, including your true identity. Tell me, don't i know anything about you yet?”“What do you mean? what's my true identity? i'm just your wife.” Nadia taught herself.“Will you still pretend? you won't fool me anymore. Not anymore, Nadia. I'm already aware that your real name is not Nadia. I made a mistake when i married you, even

“Hello, Eros? Did you two meet Lelia?”Baron is currently talking to the young man on the phone.“Lelia? yes, we met before but she also left right away.” He answered him.“Do you know where she went?”“As far as i know, did she go to the place where they used to live with Rohan?”After saying this, Baron immediately went to the said place. He was already inside when he noticed that the gate and door were open.“Lelia? Lelia!” he called repeatedly, but there was no one else there except of him. He was about to leave the house when he noticed the open door from the couple's former room.He went up and simply peeked inside, but he didn't notice anything strange there except Nadia's secret room. He went inside and exposed in front of him a piece of paper lying on the floor.This is the letter that Nadi

(From Rohan's past and POV)We were in our first year of high school when i had a relationship with Nadia. We were tempted all over campus because she was famous and recognized as the best student in our school. While me, i'm always in class and teasing nerdy because of my style of dress. It's not new to me about such insults and teasing. Since when i was still in elementary school, i was actually a victim of bullies at our school.So, regardless of what other slander they do to me, i don't care. Because the only thing that is more important to me now is to be with Nadia and always be with her at lunchtime.Second year high school, gradually we become comfortable with each other and sometimes arguments and clashes in a relationship are really unavoidable.But the fight between the two of us only lasted twenty minutes, after that we were okay again.Third year

(Terrence's POV)After Warren's men handed me over, dipped me in a drum of water, trampled, punched, kicked and poured freshly boiled water in my face I was almost paralyzed and gradually lost hope of surviving.I was confined to that dark place for over six months and alone. I wanted to shout out loud and ask for help, but I was also aware that there was no one else there but me.When Warren shot me that night, he immediately arrested me with his staff and locked me in a large cargo container at the dock. Six months was enough for the wounds on my body to heal, as well as my face with traces of cigarette burn. I gathered courage and I made a way to escape there.There was no other use inside except the bottle of beer that his staff always drank. I broke a bottle on the wall and hid it behind me, I was just waiting for the arrival of one of them and the one who always holds the key who always deliv