Affair To Remember Novels & Stories

“Then, Aini can tell me what Aini and Leo like when they are alone. Isn't reminiscing about the days of courtship so much fun?” Aini does remember, remembers that Leo had an affair when they were dating. “Y-yes. What a beautiful moment.” Clarity, who was not aware of Aini's change in mood, only chuckled. Both of them continued to stare at some other dresses in the boutique. Instantly, Aini seemed to imagine herself at her wedding venue, with a man who wasn't Leo, but Dave.

Soon, our eyes were glued to the screen in front of us, as Leo McCarey's film ‘An Affair to Remember’ played. Suddenly Nyla's eyes welled up with tears as she whispered the words ‘ I miss him”,her voice trembling as she reached for my hand.

Lamont felt a wave of heat wash over him. Lena’s sweet words melted him completely. “Forget her, okay? “Let’s start over.” Lamont remained silent for a long time. He closed his eyes and did not refuse Lena’s approaching lips. My soul was trapped in midair. I was forced to watch my husband—the man I had always believed was utterly devoted to me and would never betray me—begin an affair with his former lover, just days after my death. That afternoon, he had been overcome with grief at the sight of my body. Yet by nightfall, he had entirely forgotten about me.

Tweets, posts all over the internet. “Doctor’s Secret Affair Exposed – Patient Testifies in Son’s Assault Trial.” “St. Lucia Scandal Deepens: Was It Love or Grooming?” I sat on Mariel’s couch in the same clothes from yesterday, knees drawn to my chest, staring at the glowing screen. Niko’s voice kept replaying in my head. The affair wasn’t mutual… It was manipulation. Mariel walked in with two steaming mugs and that look on her face… the one that meant she’d already decided how this was going to go

As if she’s measuring whether my heartbeat matches something she remembers. The thought flashes through me—violent and cold: What if she really does remember me? What if Leah’s number means something? What if this isn’t just an affair? What if it’s a repetition? But I can’t hold that thought and keep doing this. So I let it go. For tonight, I let everything go.

But when she reached their bedroom door, all the painful memories of her husband’s affair came flooding back. She felt her stomach turn and squeezed her eyes closed, overwhelmed by the disgusting memory that flooded her mind. She shook her head vigorously, trying to clear away the thoughts, and finally entered their bedroom. As she scanned the room, her gaze landed on the bed sheets, and she realized he had changed them.

" How many women, Vaughn!? How many? " Vaughn glanced at the photos momentarily, then looked back at his young wife, clearly unaffected. He scoffed coldly thinking to himself that this woman wouldn't remember anything that happened by tomorrow morning. That's right, he knew his wife had Hyperthymestic syndrome, a rare condition that only allowed her to remember a certain time in her life, she couldn't retain any other memory. His cheating had been going on for years, and this wasn't the first time Bella caught him in the act, but no matter how upset she was, she wouldn't remember anything the next morning. He only needed to ensure he wiped out all evidence of his affair before tomorrow and e

"Amnesia? Like in those cheesy 90s soap operas where the rich heiress forgets her cheating fiancé and falls in love with the pool boy?" "Better," I hissed, a wicked grin spreading across my face. "Like the kind of amnesia that keeps Aaron Adams completely off my back for the rest of the semester. If I don't remember him,he can't corner me in lecture halls, and he certainly can't shove his hands up my skirt while the professor is writing formulas on the board!"

“Don’t say my name like that. Answer the question.” Rose’s chair shifted. “Maybe I should” “Don’t,” Mia snapped, whirling on her. “Don’t speak. Not yet.” Rose fell silent, eyes shining, lips pressed together like she was holding back tears. Mia turned back to her husband. “Well?” she demanded. Liam swallowed hard. “I… I don’t remember,” he said hoarsely. The words hit the room like a slap. “What?” Mia laughed once, sharp and disbelieving. “You don’t remember what?”

Finally, his memories were coming back but why did her heart feel so heavy? Would she be selfish if she wished he would never remember? She stared at Adrian and saw the sadness on his face. He was suffering too. "I remember her." Those words kept repeating inside her head like a broken record. As every second passed, her hands became colder. He remembered. For weeks, she had kept telling herself that maybe he would never remember everything. Maybe he would never remember Ava. Maybe he would never remember the affair. Maybe he would never remember how badly he had broken her heart.