The evening of the charity gala had finally arrived, and the grand ballroom was bathed in a warm, golden light. Sarah stood in the center of the room, surveying the decorations with a sense of pride. The masquerade ball theme, conceived by Nicholas, was brought to life with intricate masks, lavish c
However, not everyone in the room shared Nicholas's enthusiasm. His parents, seated at a table near the front, looked on disapprovingly. They had never approved of Sarah, and it was clear they didn't think she was good enough for their son.Nicholas didn't let their disapproval faze him. He knew he
Nicholas, concerned for her safety, offered to come with her. "I'll come with you, Sarah," he said, taking a step forward.But Sarah refused. "No, I'll be fine," she said. "You stay here and make sure everything is okay here."Nicholas hesitated, but Sarah was insistent. "Really, I'll be fine," she
Sarah clung to Nicholas; her mind raced with questions. Who was the gray-eyed stranger, and why had he saved her three times? Who were the attackers, and what did they want from her?Nicholas held her close, trying to comfort her. "We'll figure it out, Sarah whispered. "I promise. You're safe now."
Sarah's feet carried her further into the house; her steps suddenly faltered, as if her heart had commanded her to halt. She turned, her body pivoting on its axis, and her eyes met Nicholas's. The air was charged with unspoken emotions, and time seemed to stand still.Tears, like diamonds, began to
"Let her go," Nicholas said, his voice calm but firm.Sarah's father turned to him, his eyes blazing with fury. "You'll stay out of this," he snarled. "This is between me and my daughter."But Nicholas didn't let go. He held Sarah's arm, his grip gentle but unyielding. And Sarah knew he wouldn't let
Nicholas pulled out his phone and dialed Sarah's number, his heart racing with excitement. "Hey, beautiful," he said when she answered. "I was thinking, how about hanging out today?"Sarah's voice was music to his ears. "That sounds amazing! I'd love to.""Great!" Nicholas exclaimed. "I'll pick you
Sarah gasped, her gaze sweeping across the room. "Wow, this is incredible!" she exclaimed. The high ceilings, marble floors, and lavish furnishings exuded opulence and sophistication.Nicholas smiled, pleased to share his home with her. "Welcome to my beachside retreat," he said, offering her a tour
The weekend passed in a blur of quality time with Nicholas and romantic moments with Sarah.On Monday morning, Nicholas reminded Sarah of an upcoming family business party."Next Saturday, we need to attend the Smith's annual gala," Nicholas said, sipping his coffee.Sarah nodded, checking her calen
Every Saturday and Sunday, Olivia, Nicholas's mother, visited Jace.She'd spend hours cuddling, playing, and reading to her beloved grandson.Olivia's eyes sparkled as she entered the nursery, filled with toys and colorful mobiles."Hello, my little prince!" she exclaimed, scooping up Jace in her ar
Nicholas and Sarah sat in their opulent living room, surrounded by plush furnishings and floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the city skyline. Baby books and prenatal guides littered the coffee table, a testament to their excitement. They had just confirmed the pregnancy, and the air was electric.
**************************************** Life was going great for Nicholas and Sarah. Everything was falling into place, and their love was soaring to new heights. They were deeply in love, and every moment they spent together was pure magic.Nicholas wanted to cherish every second with Sarah, and
Sarah's face fell as she told Nicholas about the betrayal. "The head of my project, Alex, sold all the details to our rival company, Bluebird. And on the same night of your accident, Bluebird's owner, Marcus, burned down Alex's house and killed him and his family."Nicholas's eyes widened in shock.
Sarah shook her head. "It's not just his imagination, Andrew. He believes it's real. He thinks he traveled through time and altered the course of our lives."Andrew's eyes widened. "That's heavy. I can see why you're worried."Sarah nodded, her eyes welling up with tears. "I don't know how to help h
Dr. Smith's eyes locked onto Sarah's, his expression empathetic. "Sarah, what Nicholas experienced is called confabulation. It's a phenomenon where the brain creates false memories or stories, often due to traumatic brain injury or other forms of brain damage."Sarah's brow furrowed, her eyes filled
As the hours ticked by, Sarah's eyes never left Nicholas's face. She was waiting for that moment, that spark, when he would awaken and their new beginning would unfold.The morning light crept into the room, and Nicholas's eyes fluttered open once again. He found Sarah sitting beside him, her gentle
Sarah's thoughts drifted back to the past, to the accident that had changed everything. She had forgotten her resentment towards Nicholas's family; her anger and hurt were replaced by a deep concern for him. She missed him, his laughter, his teasing, and his flirtatious smile. She missed the way he