But it was enough. For the most part, they both loved their jobs and each other, despite having little social interactions beyond work.They had no idea how much they really cared about each other until they started knowing each other, but now that it was true, there was nobody else that either of them would rather have in their lives.Nicolas still worked as the CEO, but he wasn't at all interested in it now. He wanted to remember his last memory. It was all he could talk about lately and, though Dianne never understood the appeal, she knew he want it.Dianne just wants if he finds something he enjoyed in his life. She loved him more than he deserved anyway. They shared many memories together, and they spent hours playing video games on Saturday mornings.Dianne knew that there was no real need for him to keep working, and that was why she'd suggested he move into one of their guest rooms. He'd turned her down, of course, but she figured that if he didn' want to move in, then at leas
"So, what are we doing next?" A small girl asked the tall man walking beside her. The woman who she was holding onto smiled happily. "We could do whatever you want to, sweetie! We don't have to hang around here all day. What should we do? We could watch a movie? Go see another movie? Play a game?" Nic's heart fluttered at the way the little girl clapped her hands and grinned widely. "Oh yes! Let's play some games!""I'm thinking we should go play some board games, but I know you don't like those, and I don't wanna force you to play anything. How 'bout we just sit on the sofa and relax? That sounds like a good compromise, don't you think?" Nic suggested and the child agreed easily. They walked inside the arcade after leaving the diner. The girl ran around excitedly while Nic sat on the couch scrolling through his phone, watching her run around and occasionally laughing quietly to himself. He'd been doing that quite often the past couple of days. It was almost endearing. When she got ti
The next day Dianne decided that she would give Nicolas some space after the way he acted during breakfast. She knew something was going on between them and it was beginning to worry her more by the second.After spending the whole day working she decided that she needed some time to herself and she headed to bed early to try to get some rest, only stopping to eat some food that she'd bought from the store on her way home from work earlier. Her sleep however was plagued with nightmares, most likely because of all the stress of the last week. Some nights it was just random images or memories, but on others, she could remember specific events.Sometimes the ones she remembered had to do with the previous night, other times they involved people she cared deeply for who were either dead or missing. She tried to block most of it out after waking up in the middle of the night, but it never seemed to work completely, which always ended in her crying herself back to sleep, only to wake up sc
Dianne's heart ached as she contemplated the truth she was about to reveal. She knew that once the words were spoken, their lives would change forever. But the weight of her deception had become unbearable, and she knew that honesty was the only way forward.As the morning sun filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow over the room, Dianne took a deep breath and mustered up the courage to wake Nicolas from his slumber. She gently shook his shoulder, and he stirred, his eyes fluttering open."Good morning, my love," Nicolas murmured, his voice still heavy with sleep. He stretched his arms and yawned, unaware of the storm that was about to descend upon their relationship.Dianne's heart raced as she looked into Nicolas' eyes, searching for the strength to speak her truth. "Nicolas," she began, her voice trembling ever so slightly, "there is something I need to tell you. Something I should have told you a long time ago."Nicolas sat up, concern etching lines on his forehead. "Wh
“You are a cruel woman, Dianne!”~o0O0o~“NO!!” Dianne woke up with one hand reaching up and the girl realised that she had been dreaming. Her breathing was ragged as if she had been chased by a dog, Nicolas' anger felt so real but again it was just a dream.She was now sitting on her bed, in a dark room with only the moonlight coming through the white curtains.Dianne woke up with a start, her heart pounding against her chest. Beads of sweat lined her forehead as she tried to catch her breath. She thought it was just a dream, but the fear still lingered in her mind.In her dream, Nicolas, the man she had been pretending to be engaged to, was furious with her. Dianne had been living a lie, taking advantage of Nicolas' amnesia following a hit-and-run accident. She had claimed to be his fiancée, weaving an intricate web of deception to protect herself from her past.Dianne looked at the ceiling with teary eyes. Her heart was heavy and full of regret. As Nicolas' secretary, she had alway
“Just what? I deserve to be treated gently. Because of what happened? Do you think it will be easier for me to hear those exact words if you act nice to me? Don’t worry Nic, everything’s fine. I’m okay, so stop worrying about me”, Dianne exclaimed, trying to sound convincing.“It’s not about being alright or not. It’s about the fact that you never told anyone about your secret.” Nicolas spoke in a low tone, clearly frustrated with Dianne.“What am I supposed to tell people? Everyone who knows about us would just try to use it against me. Besides, if the whole world knew how much you love me...” Dianne trailed off as she thought of the possibility.Nicolas chuckled humorlessly. “You know, most people who meet us only see two sides of a coin, either good or bad. For some, we’re a great team. For others... well… we’re an obstacle between them and love, the ultimate source of evil.” He looked at Dianne with an amused twinkle in his eyes, as if to say, "Well?"Dianne was silent for a minut
When the duo finally reached the office building, they parked their car outside the parking garage where two vans waited for them to pick them up. Nicolas followed Dianne inside the building as they walked toward the elevator and pressed the button for the second floor.While waiting to be picked up, Nicolas’s attention was drawn towards a woman, whose dark hair curled at the ends, as she stood in line for the lifts. He watched as she crossed her arms in front of her chest, leaning against the wall as she closed her eyes and let out a quiet sigh, which was audible from where Nicolas was standing. He found himself staring at her and wondered what she was thinking about at that precise moment.He watched the door of the lift open and a group of women emerged from the lift and stepped out into the hallway. Their loud voices carried throughout the entire corridor as they argued about something. Nicolas frowned, trying to figure out the reason why they were arguing so loudly.Nicolas just
The lift doors closed, and Nicolas pressed the button for the 30th floor. As the lift rose, he couldn't shake the feeling that something wasn't right. He glanced at his reflection in the mirrored wall, searching for answers in his own eyes. But all he saw was a face filled with confusion and uncertainty.His mind drifted back to Dianne's question. Could she remember her past? She had always been aware of her amnesia, but lately, fragments of memories had begun to surface. The pieces of the picture, like the shattered pieces of a puzzle, are slowly starting to come together.Nicolas is determined to uncover the truth about his past, to fill the gaps in his memory. His journey begins that night, as he enters his spacious penthouse apartment. The walls are adorned with expensive artwork, yet they have no meaning to him. Every corner of the apartment felt foreign as if she was just a visitor in her own home.She walked over to her mahogany desk, where a photograph caught her eye. It was a