My dear enemy
She knew that they still had a long way to go, but she was determined to help Ryder regain his memories.
"I remember something else," Ryder whispered, his voice filled with excitement.
Maya's heart leapt with joy. "What is it?" she asked, her voice filled with anticipation.
Ryder's eyes locked onto hers, his gaze filled with a deep love.
"I remember the way we used to talk about our future," he whispered. "I remember the way we used to dream about building a life together."
Maya's heart soared with joy. Ryder was remembering their dreams, their aspirations.
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