At Mikhail’s arrangement, a medical team from Alberreich flew to Droskav
The treatment took place at the Romanov Medical Center, a facility equipped with the most advanced technology and featuring top specialists.
The treatment consisted of intravenous infusions and neural stimulation, which lasted a total of four hours. When the final round concluded, my memories surged back like a tidal wave.
I saw the cracks in what I once believed to be a perfect love.
I saw Alexander doing for another woman the very things he used to do only for me
I relived the pain of those seven days–the disappointment, the heartbreak, and eventually, the resolve
20 years of love wasn’t something one could simply forget. When the memories were gone, I felt a hollow emptiness. But now that they’d returned, I felt something else. I felt at peace.
Some things, once lost, remained lost.
Alexander had been waiting outside the treatment room. The moment he saw me emerge, he rushed forward like a man.
possessed
“Emma, you remember everything now, don’t you?
“We can start over. I know I was wrong. I never should have made you take that damned drug. I just wanted to protect Sophia.
I never meant to hurt you.
“You love Baxter & Holt’s breakfast, right? Let’s go back to Veridon. We can have it every morning. Whatever you want, I’ll give it to you. Just come back to me.”
I looked at him calmly and took a step back. “Alexander, do you really think that’s possible?”
His face went pale.
“Emma, I’ve loved you from the beginning. I only wanted to save Sophia. I couldn’t bear to watch another tragedy unfold.”
I gave a cold laugh. “Stop lying to yourself! During those seven days, you bought her a ring identical to mine. You chose to protect her while I was left bleeding in the street. Every choice you made told me the truth–your love was divisible.
“So even in your so–called undying love from our past life, there was always quilt and pity for her buried inside.
“That’s why I’m done. Whether I remember or not, I don’t want you anymore.”
Alexander began to tremble. “Emma, what do I have to do for you to forgive me? Please, just give me one more chance. I can’t live with you.”
“Step aside.” Mikhail’s voice came from the doorway, cold as the Nordveil wind. “Mr. Smith, I’m asking you to leave.”
Alexander stood his ground. “She’s my fiancee. We shared 20 years!
Mikhail stepped forward. “That’s the past. She’s my wife now.
He turned to me, his expression softening instantly. “Emma, your memories have returned. If you want to leave, I won’t stop you. You’re free to go anywhere in the world. I’ll handle the business arrangements.”
I walked to his side and gently took his arm. “Who said I’m leaving? I want to stay with the one who truly loves me ”
That day, Alexander was dragged out by security.
