“I don’t… I don’t remember you.” The words rang in Luna's ears. The words kept haunting her. The hospital room had felt too small, too stifling, as those words echoed in her mind. And now, even after Evans had gently led her away from the tense scene, even as they stood in the dimly lit hospital corridor, the shock refused to fade. Jasper didn’t remember her. He didn’t remember their intimacy, their life together—the memories they had shared, their journey together. He had forgotten the way he once looked at her, the way he had whispered promises into her skin, the way he had sworn he would always be in her corner. And now, he was a stranger. “Luna.” Evans’ voice was gentle, pulling her back to the present. He stood beside her, his hand resting lightly on her shoulder, his eyes filled with concern. “I know this is a lot. But you need to breathe, okay?” Luna exhaled shakily, nodding, but the lump in her throat refused to dissolve. “How do I fix this, Evans?” she whispered.
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