What did you think about David? Tell me did you believe he has memory loss
Rowan couldn't focus on her food anymore. Her eyes kept drifting towards a person in the distance, questioning if it was truly David she was seeing."Are you okay?" James asked again, unable to continue eating as Rowan's gaze remained fixed on a particular spot.Cutlery clattered as James dropped it, following Rowan's line of sight."Nothing," Rowan said after James interrupted her thoughts, shifting her focus to a different spot.Hearing her response, James sensed she was hiding something. She had definitely seen someone she recognized."Did you know that man?" James dropped the bombshell, and Rowan's eyes widened. She felt a mix of relief and excitement that James had also noticed the person. It confirmed she wasn't imagining things."Did you see him too?" Rowan asked eagerly."Yeah, I saw the man you were staring at," James replied. Rowan moved closer to him, desperately seeking answers."Does he look like someone you know?" Rowan inquired, studying James closely. The proximity fel
"Are you faking it?" Rowan inquired, her eyes fixed on the photos of her and James nestled in the envelope David had handed her.At that moment, Rowan couldn't shake the feeling that David was the mysterious figure from the restaurant. How else did he get hold of those pictures? Someone had secretly captured their moments.However, David seemed oblivious to Rowan's question, his gaze unwaveringly focused on her. The sight of her beauty made him wonder if he had consciously dressed up for this encounter."Are you betraying me? Is that why you've been distant, uneasy around me?" David's question hit Rowan like a bolt of lightning, leaving her momentarily speechless."What?" she stuttered. At that moment, Rowan sensed that David might not even recall James."Are you cheating on me with this guy? Just be honest," David pressed on."I can't betray you, even if I wanted to…" Rowan mumbled, grappling with the intricacies of their relationship. They weren't married anymore; could it still be
"Come," David's mother gently beckoned, clasping Flora's hand in a reassuring grip, guiding her towards a seat."Tell me what happened," David's mother urged, tenderly attempting to stem the flow of tears welling in Flora's eyes."Mom, I'm lost. David seems repulsed by me, and I suspect Rowan might be poisoning his mind against me," Flora confessed, her voice quivering with uncertainty."That wicked witch wouldn't dare! And even if she did, I'll make my son see through her lies," David's mother declared, barely containing the anger simmering beneath the surface, aware that Rowan might be manipulating her son against Flora."Auntie, I can't bear losing David. After what you told me about Rowan faking my voice note and playing it for David, making him believe I'm cheating, don't you think she'll go to any lengths to keep David for herself, especially since she's carrying his child, David has no memory of me?" Flora questioned, desperation coloring her words.Upon hearing this, David's m
After James left Rowan and dialed Naomi's number, a surge of urgency propelled his words. He needed to see her. The address materialized on her phone almost instantly.Despite James's attempt to quell the storm within him, anger raged beneath the surface. The uncertainty of what Naomi might have said to Rowan on that pivotal day fueled his frustration.When Naomi finally graced the restaurant with her presence, an ethereal elegance surrounded her every step. All eyes gravitated toward her, enchanted by her beauty."Look at her, such allure, and her fashion sense is impeccable for her age.""A young soul with an extraordinary sense of style," murmured the onlookers, captivated by Naomi's allure.James sensed a ripple of commotion and turned to witness the collective gaze. His eyes collided with Naomi's, triggering an instant knot in his heart. For a fleeting moment, he found himself ensnared in her gaze, unable to avert his eyes until she stood before him."Uncle James, I'm here," Nao
All night long, David tossed and turned, unable to find solace in sleep. His eyes were fixed on the delicate figure lying beside him—a woman who had endured so much in his care.His own family hadn't been spared from the turmoil, and the memories weighed heavily on David's heart. Regret gripped him as he acknowledged his mistreatment of the fragile soul now resting beside him, a soul he had, at times, treated with undeserved kindness.In the quiet of the night, he reached out, gently stroking Rowan's hair. She lay on the bed he had managed to secure for her in the cramped room they shared. Earlier, he had pleaded with the hospital staff for an additional bed, desperate for Rowan to have a place to rest. However, the hospital was inundated with patients, and their plea for an extra bed had fallen on deaf ears.In that moment, as his fingers brushed through her hair, David's heart ached with a mix of remorse and tenderness, understanding the gravity of the hardships both he and Rowan fa
At work all day, Rowan had this nagging feeling, like something important slipped her mind. It felt like she said something crucial in the middle of the night, but it eluded her.After work, James drove her home, and in the car, both of them were lost in their thoughts. None of them shared what was on their minds. James couldn't shake the curiosity about what Naomi might have told Rowan on the phone. He secretly hoped Naomi would call and unravel the mystery.Finally, as James parked the car and Rowan prepared to go inside, a sudden realization hit her. She turned to James with a sense of urgency."James," she called, causing him to pause while locking the door, and he turned to look at her."I need to talk to you," Rowan said."Sure, we can talk about it," James replied quickly."No, not here. Let's discuss it in the apartment," Rowan suggested. She wanted privacy since Jessica and her baby, Ryan, were playing inside."Alright, let me lock the door," James said. He secured the door,
"What'd you wish for in that little prayer just now?" David asked, and Rowan's heart raced. She pondered on how to confess that her prayer was for him to never regain his memory.As she contemplated, the car they were in suddenly hit a pothole. Rowan lurched forward, nearly falling, but David swiftly pulled her into his chest. Her head nestled against him, and in that moment, she found solace in the intoxicating scent emanating from David's body.She had missed that scent dearly, momentarily forgetting her surroundings. Instead, she closed her eyes and indulged in the captivating aroma that filled the air.When the car steadied, David expected Rowan to sit back properly, but she remained in the embrace. It was then that a hiccup from David snapped Rowan back to reality."Sorry," she mumbled, hastily pulling away. She looked down, feeling a mix of embarrassment and shame for being so entranced by David's scent.A slight smirk played on David's face as he observed Rowan's flushed, shy,
Richard's relentless search for Andrew weighed heavily on him, a cloud of worry casting a shadow over his every step since the police incident. The absence of Andrew from his home left Richard feeling drained, his frustration palpable.In the office, his boss's memory loss added an extra layer of chaos to Richard's already demanding workload. Despite the mounting pressure, he found himself squeezing in time to complete personal assignments for his boss. The internal turmoil brewed within him, but he hesitated, entertaining the notion that exposing Flora's true identity might pave the way for his boss and ex-wife to mend their fractured relationship.With no leads on Andrew's whereabouts, Richard exited a hotel where an informant had hinted at Andrew's presence, only to learn he had checked out a week ago. An exasperated mutter escaped Richard's lips, "Where can this motherf***er be?"Leaving the hotel, he slumped into his car, wearied by the fruitless search. Just as he was about to s