We sat down together, his arm around my shoulders, my head on his chest. "I was so scared," I whispered. "When you didn't remember me. When I thought I'd lost you forever." "You didn't lose me. You never could." Xavier tilted my chin up, his gray eyes intense. "Even without memories, I loved you. My soul knew you. That's what the mate bond is, Thelma. It's not just emotional or physical. It's destiny." He kissed me gently, and I felt years of pain and fear and separation dissolve. We made love there under the stars, slowly and reverently, celebrating life and reconnection. Every touch was worship. Every kiss was a promise. Afterward, we lay tangled together, Xavier tracing the mate mark on my neck with gentle fingers. "I forgot this for a while," he said softly. "But my body never did. Even without memories, I was drawn to you. To this mark. To us." "You're my home, Xavier," I said, tears sliding down my temples. "In every timeline, every version of our story, you're my hom
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