Semua Bab Shattered Vows: Bab 51 - Bab 54

It has been three days since that memory surfaced, and I still can't come to terms with it. I remembered I was married. I remembered he cheated on me with a girl named Justice. From what I saw, we were practically divorced already. I returned the wedding ring. That moment felt final. And now I understand that Henry wasn't lying when he said I wasn't wearing a ring. I truly wasn't. That much of the past finally makes sense. But the more I think about it, the more tempted I am to go to Emilia's house and demand that she tell me his address. I want to confront him. I want answers. I want to know why he did it, why he looked at me with such hate, why he betrayed me. But then I remember his face. The way he hit me. The fury in his voice. What if he is the one I was running from? What if he wanted me dead? That kind of hatred doesn't appear overnight. And the fact that I still haven't recovered all my memories makes it worse. I have no full understanding of who I'm dealing with. There cou

Not long after Greg and Trevor left, the house fell back into a quiet lull. I finally came clean and told them I wasn't going. You should've seen the smug look on Greg's face, like he'd just won the lottery. According to him, when I said I don't know, I actually meant no, and that of course, meant he was right. Annoyingly right. They didn't argue. Not much, anyway. Apparently, they had other people to pester. Their attempts to drag me and Liam into their chaotic little camping trip had failed, so they were off to recruit new victims. I won't lie, I kind of wanted to go. Not for the s'mores or ghost stories, but because maybe getting lost in the woods for a weekend would be easier than getting lost in my own mind. There are so many questions I've been avoiding, memories I don't fully trust. The more I think I've figured out my past, the more tangled and distorted it becomes. It's like trying to piece together a shattered mirror—nothing ever fits the way it should. But still, one thi