CHAPTER 43

(SHEILA'S POV)

Standing in the pathway to the hidden garden's pavilion, I can't help but feel the weight of Orion's recent rejection pressing down on me. His words echo in my mind, telling me to leave and never return. The pain of his dismissal pierces through me, leaving my heart heavy with sadness.

But even in the midst of this despair, a glimmer of hope flickers within me. As I wipe away my tears and gaze at the humble stone structure next to the pavilion, I find solace in what I've confirmed. One, was the fact that Orion truly has lost his memory of me. And second, despite his amnesia, he still reached out to wipe away the tears that spilled from my eyes.

Recollections flood my mind, memories of a time when we lived together in the former Silverthorn. Orion always had a way of comforting me, of drying my tears no matter the cause. Whether it was a petty argument or a heartfelt conversation shared under the moonlight, he was always there, his jet-black hair brushing against my sk