She opened her eyes, though they weren't fully focused, and then grabbed her head like it was pounding. "Max, baby, please look at me." There was so much anguish in his voice that, despite her skull feeling like it might explode, Max lifted her eyes to meet his. Damn, he was good-looking. She'd liked him from the first minute, from the very moment she saw him at that party, when he mistook her for a nun. "I'm not a sister..." she mumbled, and he frowned in confusion—until she smiled. "Oops! Crisis of faith?" Liam dropped to the floor beside her, eyes filling with tears. "You remember...? Max, you remember!" he cried, his voice full of joy and disbelief. She threw herself into his arms and kissed him, like it was the first time. They rolled across the rug, laughing and crying, and Liam thanked God every two seconds for giving Max her memories back. "You know it wouldn't have mattered, right?" she whispered, caressing his face. "I love you now. It doesn't matter how much I
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