Chapter 7

"What do you mean 'also'?" His face grew serious. "You only have one fiancé—me. We grew up together, and I've liked you since high school. Right after we graduated, I confessed, and you said yes. We got engaged just a month ago, but then you suddenly vanished."

I felt a chill run through me. "Then who is Zachary?"

Michael's gaze darkened. "He's my friend. Have you been with him this whole month?"

I nodded, forcing myself to recount everything that had happened. Of course, I left out what happened last night.

As I finished, fury flared on his face. "Zachary! That bastard! We posted so many photos together on Instagram, showing off our relationship. He must have secretly saved them, photoshopped the pictures to replace himself in my place. The moment he knew you lost your memory, he used those photos to manipulate you. He's probably had his eye on you for ages!"

He pulled out his phone and showed me pictures on various social media platforms. Many of the photos looked just like the