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How could she be so close to another man?
Mira should only have eyes for him!
Elias‘ teeth ground together, a surge of jealousy consuming him. He couldn’t stand the sight of her touching someone else, her attention diverted from him.
“Mira, this man is lying to you. He was nothing but a rat in the gutter back in high school. He wanted to destroy our relationship,” Elias spat, his voice bitter. “I don’t know what he did to make you forget me, but please, you have to believe me. We’re married. We’re childhood sweethearts. I saved you from a fire…”
“Husband and wife?” Mira’s confusion deepened. “If we’re really married, why don’t you know that I have a brain tumor? What proof do you have that we’re even together?
The words “brain tumor” hit him like a punch to the gut
Elias‘ mind raced, quickly piecing things together. So, Mira’s memory loss was a result of her surgery, and Frederick had taken advantage of her amnesia, convincing her he was her boyfriend.
“Mira, you’ve lost your memory, but you don’t remember how much you loved me. We’ve been in love since our first year of high school,” Elias continued, desperation creeping into his voice. He pulled out his phone, flicking
through a series of photos in his album.
When he saw that Mira had deleted all their photos, he contacted their high school friends and managed to find a
few snapshots of them together.
“Look, these are our photos from back then,” he said, holding out his phone. “Our classmates knew we were together. Even the teacher knew. If you don’t believe me, you can ask any of them.”
Mira gazed down at the photos. In every one, she stood beside him, their bodies close, their connection
apparent. But… why didn’t he appear in her hand–drawn notebook?
“Mira, you’ve been deceived by Frederick. He’s wanted to break us apart from the start. Did he use your amnesia to trick you into thinking he’s your husband?” Elias‘ voice grew more urgent, greed flickering in his eyes as he looked at her face so close to his. It still felt surreal. She was really here, and he would do whatever it took to take her back.
“This, sir,” Mira said, her tone distant, “You said you broke my heart before. Maybe that’s why I didn’t record you
in my notebook. Even if we had something in the past, I don’t want to know about it anymore. I’m happy now, so
please, don’t bother me again.
Mira took a deep breath, her hand reaching out to Frederick’s. She intertwined their fingers, walking toward the
car with a quiet resolve.
“Mira, I can explain everything! Don’t listen to this bastard!” Elias‘ voice cracked as he watched her settle into the passenger seat, the door closing with a finality that left no room for negotiation.
Desperation surged through him. He slammed his fist against the car window, shouting her name, but it was too late. The car pulled away, leaving him standing alone, the sound of the engine fading into the distance.
At his feet lay the bouquet of chrysanthemums he had carefully prepared for Mira’s parents. He had hoped it would be a gesture of love, a bridge to reconnect them. But now, it felt like a cruel reminder of how far he had fallen.
Mira was back. But she had completely forgotten him
A wave of bitterness and jealousy consumed him as he thought of her tenderly checking on Frederick’s injury. Her concern had been so genuine, so exclusive to him. The thought of it twisted something deep inside his chest A sharp, dull pain spread from his heart, seizing his body with a suffocating intensity. He could barely breathe through the ache
Elias‘ fists found the ground, pounding it relentlessly. Blood mingled with the rain, but he barely felt it. The pain in his body was nothing compared to the agony in his soul.
“Mira,” he muttered through gritted teeth, his voice raw with torment. “I will take you back. You are mine. and
only mine
