Guiding Light to Rebirth
Ethan Hayes and I grew up together, but we ended up resenting each other for a lifetime.
He blamed me for taking matters into my own hands, forcing his memories back, and causing his true love to jump off a building.
I blamed him for going back on his word. He promised to love me forever, but after losing his memory, he fell for someone else.
In the early stages of our ten-year marriage, we were as cold as strangers who knew each other too well.
When I got diagnosed with ALS, everyone in town urged him to divorce me.
He only carried me to a chapel, knelt among the burning candles for an entire day and night, and prayed for a miracle.
On my deathbed, he held me through the night, his forehead against my cheek.
"I've done my duty to you in this life," he whispered. "If there's a next one, I hope you don't make me remember. Just let me be with her."
Tears slid down my face. I finally got it.
I shouldn't have chained him down with our teenage love, dragging him through a whole life.
When I opened my eyes again, I was back to the day I found Ethan.
This time, I chose to let him be with his true love instead of waking his memories.