Azriel stood frozen, staring at the woman before him—his wife, his Zarraeah. Pero may kung anong bumabagabag sa kanya. The way she looked at him, the way she carried herself—it was different. Wala roon ang init, ang familiarity na matagal niyang nakasanayan mula kay Zarraeah.“I’m sorry…” she said, her voice hesitant. “But… I don’t know who you are.”Para bang may matalim na punyal na sumaksak sa dibdib ni Azriel. His heart pounded in his chest, a sharp pain slicing through him. Hindi siya makapagsalita. Hindi siya makapaniwala.Dylan, who had been standing beside him, cleared his throat. “Azriel, I need to explain this to you. The therapy worked, but it also caused memory loss. The last thing she remembers is what happened thirteen years ago—before she nearly drowned.”Azriel clenched his fists, trying to control the storm raging inside him. “So, you’re saying… she doesn’t remember anything? Nothing after that day?”Dylan sighed. “Yes. She doesn’t remember having DID, she doesn’t rem
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