I stop pacing, turning to face her. “Do you think I still stand a chance with her even if I can't remember?” Mom smiles faintly, a glimmer of hope in her eyes. “If anyone can fix this, it’s you. But you’ll have to fight for her, Jason. Really fight. And this time, don’t let anything—magic or memor
JASON. An hour later…. I sit in my SUV, gripping the steering wheel harder than I need to. My heart hasn’t stopped pounding since Stacy called earlier. I can’t believe she actually agreed to this. After the way she brushed me off this morning, I thought I’d blown any chance I had. The front do
We eat, the conversation staying light at first. We talk about Liam—his latest drawings, and how good he is at football because that's all I can remember. Stacy’s face lights up when she talks about him, and I catch myself smiling more than I have in days. But as the plates empty, I decide to take
STACY. “Jason,” I call sharply, drawing his attention back to me. “Can we just… forget about whoever that is? Please?” The gentle rustle of leaves and the soft ripple of water do nothing to calm the storm inside me. I glance at Jason, who keeps glancing over his shoulder toward the figure that h
When we finally pull apart, I search his face, my heart racing. Did it work? Did the curse break? Maybe I should kiss him again just to make sure it worked. He looks at me, his brows furrowing slightly as if he’s trying to process something. “Wow… what was that for?” I let out a shaky l
STACY. SPLASH!!! A sudden splash of icy water jolts me awake, and I gasp, my body trembling from the shock. Where am I and how long have I been out? My vision blurs, but as I blink rapidly, the dim, cold reality of my surroundings sets in. The walls are made of damp stone, the air thick wit
I hear Jason exhale sharply, but he doesn’t argue further. The stone comes loose in my hand, heavier than I expected. I glance toward the cell door, my heart pounding. Whatever happens, I can’t let Victor win. I need to get to Jason. As I grip the stone tightly, the sound of Victor’s laughter ec
STACY. “But wait—what’s the plan before we charge in there?” I ask, grabbing Jason’s arm to stop him. Jason turns his head slightly, a wry smirk tugging at his lips. “The plan?” he echoes, his voice low and calm despite the tension crackling around us. “The plan not to shift because this is a sm
I stare at the pile, then burst out laughing. “Were you two planning to open a pharmacy?” Daniel smirks. “Figured it was better to be thorough.” I shake my head, grabbing one of the tests and handing it to Stacy. “Alright, go pee on this.” Stacy glares at me like I just asked her to do something
HANNAH “You, get a doctor! Now!” Daniel’s voice booms through the wedding venue, commanding instant obedience from the nearest guard. But even as the order leaves his lips, I tighten my grip on his arm. “Baby, I am a doctor, remember?” His eyes flick to mine, realization dawning before he steps a
HANNAH. "Uh-uh, no, not today" Stacy says the moment her eyes land on Margaret. "Please, just hear me out," Margaret pleads, standing in a simple deep red dress suited for her age. She looks… hesitant, so unlike her usual self. Gone is the cold authority, and the condescending stare. Instead, he
HANNAH. (Hours later) Dinner is tense, the air thick with an unspoken rivalry that neither Roxanne nor I are willing to acknowledge outright. The dining room is dimly lit, with the scent of roasted chicken filling the air, but I can barely focus on the food. My attention is solely on Daniel and
She ends the call and turns to me, practically glowing with excitement. "Great news. That was an old friend of mine who owns a bridal boutique. I asked for a favor earlier, and she’s sending over a selection of dresses, ones you’ll actually like." I let out a breath of relief, shaking my head. "Th
ANNAH. (An hour later) I sit cross-legged on the couch, flipping through a bridal magazine Stacy came home with while she scribbles notes in a planner. The coffee table between us is littered with fabric swatches, floral arrangements, and sample wedding invitations. The scent of fresh roses fr
"You’re a damn tease," I snap. Daniel only smirks before lowering his mouth to my breast, his tongue flicking over my nipple before sucking it between his lips. "Mmm," I murmur, arching my back to press my breast further into his mouth. My body is on fire, every nerve ending alive under his touc
HANNAH "You want proof that you are the only woman I love? Fine. I'll show you proof," Daniel says while locking the bedroom door behind him. I frown slightly as my pulse quickens. "What do you think you are doing?” He doesn't respond to my question but walks toward me with the grace of a leop
She nods faintly, leaning against me as we walk. But just as we reach the steps, Roxanne stumbles. I react instantly, catching her before she can fall. Her hands grip my shoulders for support, and as I pull her upright, our faces end up dangerously too close even for my own comfort. Her breath bru