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chapter 21

The Four Years I Had Forgotten Then another memory came back. Not the argument. Not an accident. But everything before them. The four years. Four beautiful years that I had somehow forgotten. Four years with Ethan. Four years of loving him. Four years of being loved by him. And suddenly, I understood why remembering hurt so much. Because before everything went wrong, we had been happy. Not perfectly happy. We still argued. We still annoyed each other. There were days when I refused to answer his calls because I was angry. There were nights when he would sit quietly beside me because he knew talking would only make things worse. There were moments when both of us were too stubborn to apologize first. But even then, there was always something between us that made it difficult to stay apart. We loved each other. That was the truth. And for four years, I had lived inside that love without ever imagining that one day I would wake up and forget it existe

Chapter 22

Toward the end of our fourth year, I noticed something changing. Ethan became secretive. At first, I thought he was simply busy. He had more meetings. More calls. More reasons to leave unexpectedly. Sometimes his phone would ring and he would step away. Sometimes he would look at his phone and smile before putting it away when I entered the room. I noticed. Of course I did. "Are you hiding something?" He looked at me. "No." I raised an eyebrow. "You're lying." "I'm not." "You are." He smiled. "Maybe." I narrowed my eyes. "I don't like that answer." He laughed softly. "You'll understand soon." I didn't know how literal those words were. Because he really was hiding something. But it wasn't another woman. It wasn't another relationship. It wasn't something that would destroy us. He was planning to propose. He had already decided that he wanted to marry me. And Marco knew. Marco had been Ethan's best friend for years. His closest friend. The person Ethan

chapter 23

The Accident Then everything happened so quickly. The road. The sound. The sudden movement. The impact. Pain. Fear. Then darkness. When I opened my eyes again, everything was different. White walls. Machines. Doctors. Nurses. Pain in my body. And a strange emptiness inside my mind. Then Ethan. He was there. He had been there. Waiting beside my bed. Talking to me. Holding my hand. Watching me sleep. Waiting for me to wake. He had stayed for weeks. He talked to me even when I couldn't answer. He told me stories. He reminded me of things. He tried to make me laugh. He waited for the moment I would finally look at him and remember. But when I opened my eyes— I didn't. I looked at him. A stranger. A man with tears in his eyes. A man who looked like he had been waiting for me forever. And I asked the question that probably broke him completely. "Are you my new lawyer?" I closed my eyes. A sob escaped my throat. G

chapter 24

Marco sat across from me, his hands resting quietly on his lap. For a moment, he didn't say anything. He just looked at me. There was something different in his eyes. Something careful. Almost as if he had already prepared every word he was about to say. I had been asking questions for days. Questions about the years I couldn't remember. Questions about the people I used to know. Questions about Ethan. And every time I asked, Marco was there. Always ready to answer. Always ready to fill the empty spaces in my mind. "Do you really want to remember everything?" he asked quietly. I looked at him. "Yes." He nodded slowly. "Then I'll tell you." I waited. Marco leaned back against the chair. "You and I were together for four years, Katya." My heart stopped for a second. "Four years?" "Yes." He gave me a small smile. "We were happy." I stared at him. Something inside me felt wrong. Not because I couldn't believe him. But because somewhere deep inside me, another v

chapter 25

The memory faded. But the feeling didn't. I opened my eyes slowly and stared at the ceiling above me. For a few seconds, I didn't move. I could still hear Marco's voice in my head. You loved me. We were together. Four years, Katya. Ethan was never the man you loved. I closed my eyes again. But this time, I didn't let his words take over. Because now I knew something. Marco had told me a story. A story built from pieces of my own memories. But he had changed the most important part. Him. He had put himself where Ethan had been. And suddenly, everything that had felt confusing began to make sense. The reason Marco knew so much. The reason he knew about my favorite food. The reason he knew about our arguments. The reason he knew about the conversations about marriage and children. The reason he knew exactly what to say whenever I questioned him. He had been there. But not as my boyfriend. He had been close enough to know everything. He had been Ethan's best frien

Chapter 26

This can be a strong turning point for Katya: instead of immediately running back to Ethan, she realizes that her actions have already hurt him twice and chooses to step away—not because she stopped loving him, but because she believes loving him now means not hurting him again. Choosing to Stay Away My mother didn't stop me from wanting to find Ethan. She simply looked at me for a long moment before speaking. "Katya, think about it first." I looked at her. "I already have." "No." Her voice was gentle, but firm. "You've decided what you want. That's different from thinking about what will happen after you get it." I stayed quiet. She came closer and took my hand. "You've just remembered everything. You're emotional. You're hurt. You're angry at Marco. You're confused about the past. And now you want to go straight back to Ethan." "I need to talk to him." "I know." "But—" "Listen to me first." I stopped. My mother looked at me with the kind of sadness only a mother cou

Chapter 27

Time passed quietly in Switzerland. I stopped counting the days after a while. I stopped asking myself when I would go back. I stopped wondering what Ethan was doing every morning. At least, I tried to. Instead, I learned how to live with the life I had chosen. My pregnancy became my focus. Every appointment. Every meal. Every vitamin. Every little change in my body. I listened to my doctors. I rested when I was tired. I didn't push myself too hard. My parents were always there, sometimes more than I needed. My father would ask if I had eaten. My mother would remind me to rest. If I walked too much, someone would tell me to sit down. If I looked tired, my mother would immediately notice. I complained sometimes. "Mom, I'm pregnant, not sick." She would simply smile. "I know. That's why I'm taking care of you." I couldn't argue with that. As the months passed, my stomach grew. So did the strange mixture of fear and happiness inside me. I was going to be a mother

chapter 28

Two Years Later Two years later. Life had changed in ways I never expected. The house that once felt too quiet was no longer quiet at all. There were little footsteps running across the hallway. Laughter coming from the living room. Toys scattered across the floor. Tiny shoes left in places they weren't supposed to be. And two little voices calling for me from different rooms at the same time. "Mommy!" "Mommy!" I smiled before I even turned around. "Clyde!" "Kiersten!" Two little bodies came running toward me. Clyde reached me first, wrapping his tiny arms around my legs. Kiersten followed right behind him, carrying her favorite stuffed rabbit. "Mommy!" I bent down and opened my arms. Both of them immediately climbed into them. I laughed. "Slow down. Mommy only has two arms." Clyde looked at his sister. "Mine." Kiersten frowned. "No. Mommy mine." I stared at them. "Excuse me?" They both looked at me. Then at each other. And suddenly, they started laughing.

chapter 29

Two days later, I was sitting in my father's office when he placed a folder in front of me. I looked at it. "What's this?" "A business proposal." I opened the folder. The documents were for a new international development project. A large one. A partnership between several companies from different countries. My father's company was considering investing in the project, but there was a problem with one of the major partners. "They're from the Philippines?" I asked. "Yes." I continued reading. Then I saw the name. My fingers stopped. Ethan. For a few seconds, I couldn't breathe. I stared at the document as if the letters might change. They didn't. My father noticed. "You know him." I slowly closed the folder. "Yes." He didn't ask anything else. He knew better. "This project is important," he said. "We can't reject it simply because of personal history." I looked at him. "I know." "The negotiations will take several weeks." My heart sank. "Several weeks?" "Po

chapter 30

Ethan’s POV I couldn't concentrate after the meeting. The moment I stepped out of the conference room, my mind went back to her. Katya. She was alive. She was here. And somehow, after two years of searching for her, she had appeared in front of me like the past had decided to walk straight back into my life. I entered my office and closed the door behind me. "Sir?" I looked up. Marco was standing outside. Marco's business went downfall even though he did hurt me I still pity him so I hired him. I know he did something bad to but he once became my best friend. He told me about everything he did and ask for my forgiveness over two years. I just did forgive him but we can't go back to being friends again. he was just my employee now. nothing more. "Come in." He entered and placed several documents on my desk. "These are the final papers for the project." I barely looked at them. "Later." Marco frowned. "Are you okay?" "I'm fine." He studied me. "You don't look fine."

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