Am I a stranger to Brandon's life now? Will he truly choose her over me? Did everything we have done so far mean nothing to him? Is that why he can't remember our memories together? Is the beginning of our relationship fading away? "Jane..." Brandon called me, interrupting my thoughts. His voice was filled with warmth and familiarity as if he could sense my worries. I turned my attention to him, shaking all the negative thoughts in my mind. I don't think anything matters more than Brandon's fast recovery and our love for each other. Despite his temporary memory loss, I believe that the foundation of our relationship will remain strong. "Yes," I replied. "Come here." He called out, holding out his hand, for me to come closer. I walked towards him, feeling a sense of comfort and reassurance in his presence. "Do you need anything?" I asked, my voice filled with genuine concern. I wanted to make sure he had everything he needed to aid in his recovery. Brandon shook his head at my w

"Mom..." I heard Marline's voice trembling as she called me. Her voice was filled with vulnerability as she whispered, "Are you crying?"I felt a pang of concern as I listened to Marline's trembling voice. "No, sweetheart," I reassured her gently as I dried my eyes with the sleeve of my sweater. "It's just allergy season, and my eyes are a bit irritated. Is everything okay? You sound worried." I lied, not wanting to express my fears to burden her.But Marie doesn't seem to trust my words as she continues to speak in a shaky voice. "Mom, I can hear it in your voice. You are sad and are trying to hide it from me. Please tell me what's wrong. I'm here for you." Her words touched my heart as she moved her hand to hold mine. I could feel the warmth and sincerity in her touch, and it made it harder for me to keep up the facade. But I knew that burdening her with my own troubles would only add to her worries, so I mustered a smile and said, "Thank you, sweetheart. I appreciate your concern,

From that day forward, everything changed. Marine started stalking me and Jane everywhere we went.She started leaving random notes for me with cryptic messages that made us feel uneasy. It felt like she was always watching my every move, making me question the safety of my family. And when I told her about it, she denied any involvement and acted innocent. But her constant presence and strange behavior continued to escalate, leaving me fearful and uncertain of what she was capable of.Because of her, I even decided to move to a different city, hoping to escape her relentless pursuit. But even in our new home, the feeling of being watched never left me. I couldn't shake the paranoia that Marine was still lurking in the shadows, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. It became clear that this was not just a fleeting obsession but a dangerous obsession that had taken over her life and now threatened mine as well.And things changed drastically when she drugged me. waking up in an unf

"What do you find?" I asked Daniel, curious about what he had discovered while sitting in his car. His eyes gleamed with excitement as he began to share his surprising findings, revealing a flounder filled with confidential documents and photographs."Your lovely ex's dirty secrets are all right here," he said, a mischievous grin forming on his face. "It seems like she had quite a few skeletons in her closet that she never wanted anyone to know about.""Daniel, can you be serious for once?" I sighed. "Sorry," Daniel said, his grin fading slightly. "But you won't believe what I found. These documents and photographs could potentially expose some serious wrongdoing." He handed me the folder, and as I flipped through the pages, my heart sank at the thought of the consequences this could have for my ex.Documents of her illegal activities and compromising photographs with influential individuals were scattered throughout the folder. Drug trafficking, embezzlement, and even evidence of bri

"You are not leaving!" Marine shouted, running in front of my car."Not again." Daniel signed, holding Marien away from my path. "Go," he said as I drove away, feeling a mix of relief and guilt.And I drove as fast as I could to the hospital, where Rachel, Daniel's sister, was waiting for us. And with Rachel's help, we admitted Jane as fast as we could to the emergency room. The doctors immediately began assessing her condition, while Rachel and I anxiously waited for any updates. We knew Jane's health was in critical condition, and we hoped that the hospital staff would be able to provide the necessary care she needed."How does that happen?" Rachel asks as we sit in the waiting room, our minds filled with worry and confusion."Can we talk later?" I said, burrowing my head in my hands and trying to process the events that had unfolded. Rachel nodded understandingly, her eyes filled with concern.Time seems to be passing slowly as we wait for any news about Jane's condition. Every min