After a bunch of tests, the doctor actually said my "amnesia" came from a childhood blood clot.I curled my fingers, nails digging into my palm.'Yeah, right.'Milo's eyes lit up. He didn't even try to hide it.So that's it—he wasn't worried at all.The realization hit cold, like I'd dropped straight into ice water.Sean, on the other hand, draped a blanket over me, careful, steady."Wait here. I'll take you home in a minute."I looked at his sharp, sculpted features and nodded blankly.Then I slipped after them.Milo's voice floated up the stairwell, all fake sweet. "Sean, just help me out this once. I finally get to dump Abigail—that clingy headache. Just seeing her face annoys me, and I still have to act like I'm obsessed with her. You have no idea how miserable I've been."Sean's voice was ice-cold. "You're the one engaged to her. If she gets her memory back, it's gonna blow up."A pause. Then Milo again, practically pleading."You know I've liked Dorothy forever. But
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