TIME slipped away like a thin wind blowing her hair. After driving for hours, they arrived at the abandoned building where the arrest operation would be held. The police arrived before them, and were only hiding at the back of the building, waiting for Ellaine to arrive at the scene.Andrew parked the car in a discreet space near the building where Ellaine would not see them. Michelle could not utter a single word at the moment. Her entire body was tensing up, nervous that the operation would not work out; worse, it became a failure. As far as she recalled, Ellaine was so smart. She outsmarted even the Swiss police back in Switzerland, and even the U.S. police, faking her death just to escape the lifetime imprisonment. Michelle knew that the woman could do some stunt like that all over again, and she wasn’t sure if she could still handle another nerve-racking situation caused by that woman.Her phone chimed, which ripped her out of her thoughts. With shaking hands, she took her phone
"YOUR wife didn’t reply," Jasper informed him as they drove the long road going to the house, which the man referred to as his home. "They are probably busy dealing with Ellaine now."Ethan sighed nervously in his seat, leaning against the backrest of the front seat, and let himself be immersed in his thoughts. Needless to say, he felt a sense of fear creeping over his skin. He didn’t know where to start at that point of his life. All he knew was that he was like a dog, completely lost and confused."You’re quiet.""I don’t need to speak," he said."Are you nervous?" Jasper asked. Ethan had no idea why the man sounded like he was teasing him. "Come on, you’re going to see your family. I mean not literally see them but you will be reunited with them.""The family that I don’t even remember, yeah...""With proper medication and follow ups from the doctor, I could tell that your memories will come back.""What if it won’t happen?" Ethan tilted his head and clicked his tongue. "The fact t
AT New York City Police Department,Her gaze was hard as she watched Ellaine being interrogated by the police. The handcuffs on her wrist that was keeping her from attacking the men around her brought a satisfaction to Michelle. However, she still wanted to hear something very important from the woman.She wanted to know who the person she was working for was. If that man had the power to make a plane crashed so easily then it was possible that her husband’s life was still in danger. The thought that they would face another trouble by the next coming days made her heart panic a bit, so she wanted that person to be arrested before he made any attempt to harm her family.“Ms. Suarez, you have to tell us who help you all this time.” The chief officer of the police looked at the woman warily.Ellaine laughed like a lunatic, giving all the police around her a deadly glare. Michelle narrowed her eyes as she looked at the woman while standing from the corner and with crossed arms against her
SHE lost count on how many times she cried every midnight, missing the man that was supposed to be right next to her and keeping her warm. Her heart longed for him so hard and deeply that she already forgot the world. The pain that consumed her almost led her to a fatal disaster, but despite everything that happened... despite all the words she heard from the people around her and how they accepted that he was dead, she did not lose hope.Michelle held onto the hope that one day Ethan would come back to her; that one day she would overcome the darkest part of her life and her family would be complete all over again. She hoped by then all the hurt and pain would go away...Her eyes fixated on the man she longed for all these restless months that passed. Using her hands, she covered her mouth in disbelief. Her tears streamed down her cheeks like Rapid River and her heart pounded so wildly inside her chest to the extent that she felt her rib cage ache.She felt like it was a dream, and i
MICHELLE blinked away and found pairs of eyes watching her. She realized that she was on the bed, and Marsha was on her side, hugging her."Mommy, you’re awake!" Marsha exclaimed in relief and excitement."W-What happened?" she asked in confusion.Sitting upright, she tried to collect her thoughts and recalled what happened before she found herself on the bed. Panic went through her. Her eyes looked around, trying to find a familiar face of a man, and when she found him sitting on the couch next to the bed, she breathed a sigh of relief.Gregory walked up to her, sitting on the side of the bed and caressing her hair. "How do you feel now, sweetheart?""I feel," she paused and palmed her forehead. "Refreshed.""The doctor came here awhile ago to check on you. It’s because of the exhaustion and stress that’s why you passed out," Megan explained. Her best friend was standing across the bed with folded arms against her chest. "Look at what happened, Mich. We told you to stay here and let
SHE couldn't remember the last time she sat on the bed with her husband by her side. The night went on, and both of them could not sleep. None dared to lie down on the bed either. They just sat at the edge of the bed, both silent and breathing heavily.Michelle looked at Ethan. The man’s physical appearance may have looked the same, but there was something in his behavior that made her keep her emotions at bay. Even if she wanted to hug him so badly, plant soft kisses on his face, and tell him numerous times that she missed him so much, she could not do so.The discomfort and shyness were painted in his expression. She had to understand that her husband was going through a tough time. She had to wait, sit still, and let the time pass.Breathing heavily, she looked at the wall clock across from them and realized it was already past midnight. A small smile curled in her lips. Usually, by that time, they were either hugging each other on the bed, sharing bedtime conversations related to
"HOW IS it going?"That was Megan’s question to her the moment she got inside the car, sitting on the seat next to her best friend.Michelle let out a heavy sigh, grabbed the seatbelt to put it on herself, and leaned her head against the headrest of the seat. Her gaze met Megan's inquisitive gaze."He’s changed," she answered, the sadness visible in her tone of voice.Megan started the ignition of the car and drove away from their mansion."Give him some time. He might be a different person right now because of his condition, but he is still Ethan Steinfield, your husband," Megan said, trying to comfort her. "You know, people who have amnesia tend to have a drastic change in behavior. They are confused and hesitant. It’s going to take a while for them to trust and get soft. You have to be patient, Mich.""I know, Meg." She massaged the side of her head. "I can wait until he’s fully ready to be my husband again. It’s just that I can’t accept that Ellaine easily brainwashed him. We talk
SHE FELT like there was a hole inside her chest. The dreadful feeling started to overwhelm her, and she did not know how to explain it to her best friend. All she knew was that the entire situation had escalated in the worst way possible, and if Jasper had told her the truth, then Ethan was still in danger.Megan squeezed her hand, guiding her to sit on the bench in the long hallway. She gasped for air, and swallowed the big lump in her throat."Are you okay? What did he tell you?" Megan inquired in a worried tone. "You look pale.""He said that the person behind all this mess is one of Ethan’s families," she answered, gazing at Megan. "He’s one of them, and there are only two men in the Steinfields—his dad and...""Jacob," Megan supplied."What if he’s telling the truth, Meg?" She bit her lower lip and tried so hard not to cry. "What if it’s really one of them? How am I supposed to face this? How am I supposed to tell Ethan? He won’t be able to accept it."Her best friend tried to ma