I Am The Truth

Elodie’s P.O.V

I placed a finger on my lips when memories of Marcel’s lips on mine flashed through my mind. The way he stared at me in the board meeting, the way he kissed me, and the way he looked out for me. It was now certain that despite his memory loss, the bond that we had shared could never be denied and very soon, he would regain his memories.

I was sure of that.

My eyes closed, a smile spreading across my face while all the pleasant memories that we both shared in Hawaii washed over me.

I could relive those good memories over and over again.

However, that moment soon ended and I was jerked out of my fantasy world when my phone vibrated against the dressing table. A frown replaced the expression on my face and I was so sure that it was Ezra who was calling because I had been trying to reach him for the past two days without a response from him.

Now that I thought about it, the triplets hadn't given me feedback concerning their mission. Maybe, they wanted to fill me in wi