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Chapter 291Ethan's POVPrisca's lips were soft against mine.Warm. Insistent. Moving with a hunger I couldn't reciprocate but couldn't seem to escape either.My hands were on her bare shoulders—when had I let them get there?—and she was pressed against me, her naked body seeking heat and connection and something I couldn't give her.This is wrong, the rational part of my brain screamed. Stop. Push her away. This isn't—And then I felt a bright and sudden and overwhelming.Like lightning cracking across a dark sky.…I was in a car.Night outside. The ocean somewhere close—I could hear waves.And there was a woman beside me.Short blonde hair. Beautiful face. Eyes that held years of pain and longing and something fierce that made my chest ache.Cynthia.My wife.I could see her. Actually see her for the first time in six months.I had just finished kissing her then I led her to a beach house close by and she turned and looked at me."Kiss me again," she said, her voice raw, desperate.

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Chapter 292 Ethan's POV I barely noticed when the light started fading. Didn't register the sun moving across the sky, didn't feel the temperature dropping as evening approached. All I could see was her face. Cynthia’s face. The memory had ignited something in my brain — not everything, not a flood of returned memories like I desperately wished for—but enough. Enough to remember the curve of her jaw, the exact shade of her eyes, the way her blonde hair fell just to her shoulders. I needed to get it down on paper before it faded. Before the details blurred back into the fog that had consumed the last six months of my life. I'd found paper in Prisca's room and a pencil, and I'd started drawing. Over and over. Sketch after sketch. The first one was wrong — her eyes weren't quite right, too wide, too round. The second was closer but her nose was off, too sharp. The third was better. The fourth is even more so. I kept going, my hand moving frantically across the page, erasi

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Chapter 293 Bryan's POVGrace struggled in my grip, twisting violently, trying to wrench herself free. "Let me go!" she hissed, her voice sharp with panic. "Let me go or I'll…" "I'm not going to report you to the police," I said quickly, tightening my hold just enough to keep her from bolting. "Grace, listen to me. I'm not here to turn you in." She froze, her eyes narrowing with suspicion. "Then what the hell are you doing here?" she demanded. I took a breath, keeping my voice calm and measured. "I came here for selfish reasons," I said. "Reasons that have nothing to do with the police or turning you in or any of that. You don't need to be concerned about me." Grace's expression shifted from panic to confusion. "Selfish reasons," she repeated slowly, studying my face. "What does that mean?" "It means we might actually want the same thing," I said carefully. Grace stared at me for a long moment, her breathing still ragged, clearly trying to decide if I was lying or setting s

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Chapter 294 Cynthia's POV Amber had finally fallen asleep. After all the tears, after all the promises I'd made that I desperately hoped I could keep, after holding him close and feeling his small body shake with sobs, he'd exhausted himself into sleep. I'd stayed with him for a while longer, watching his chest rise and fall, his face peaceful in a way it so rarely was when he was awake. I'm going to fix this, I'd promised silently, brushing his hair back from his forehead. I'm going to bring your father home. Finally, I'd slipped out of his room, closing the door quietly behind me. Helen had been in the hallway, her expression sympathetic. "He's been asking about Ethan more lately," she'd said softly. "I think seeing the news coverage... it's making it harder for him to pretend everything's okay." "I know," I'd said. "But we're close now. The police have real leads. We're going to find him." Helen had nodded, but I could see the doubt in her eyes. The same doubt everyone s

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