When the duo finally reached the office building, they parked their car outside the parking garage where two vans waited for them to pick them up. Nicolas followed Dianne inside the building as they walked toward the elevator and pressed the button for the second floor.While waiting to be picked up, Nicolas’s attention was drawn towards a woman, whose dark hair curled at the ends, as she stood in line for the lifts. He watched as she crossed her arms in front of her chest, leaning against the wall as she closed her eyes and let out a quiet sigh, which was audible from where Nicolas was standing. He found himself staring at her and wondered what she was thinking about at that precise moment.He watched the door of the lift open and a group of women emerged from the lift and stepped out into the hallway. Their loud voices carried throughout the entire corridor as they argued about something. Nicolas frowned, trying to figure out the reason why they were arguing so loudly.Nicolas just
The lift doors closed, and Nicolas pressed the button for the 30th floor. As the lift rose, he couldn't shake the feeling that something wasn't right. He glanced at his reflection in the mirrored wall, searching for answers in his own eyes. But all he saw was a face filled with confusion and uncertainty.His mind drifted back to Dianne's question. Could she remember her past? She had always been aware of her amnesia, but lately, fragments of memories had begun to surface. The pieces of the picture, like the shattered pieces of a puzzle, are slowly starting to come together.Nicolas is determined to uncover the truth about his past, to fill the gaps in his memory. His journey begins that night, as he enters his spacious penthouse apartment. The walls are adorned with expensive artwork, yet they have no meaning to him. Every corner of the apartment felt foreign as if she was just a visitor in her own home.She walked over to her mahogany desk, where a photograph caught her eye. It was a
Dianne ignored Nicolas’s plea and closed her eyes. She felt his arm wrap around her waist and she stiffened at first, not knowing what he was planning to do. However, eventually, she relaxed and allowed him to pull her against his chest. She leaned her head back against his shoulder and wrapped her arms around his neck.“It was supposed to be a good monthiversary,” he said softly.He placed his hand on her hip and caressed her skin gently, hoping that it would calm her down enough for her to speak, “We didn’t do shit. You came home from work and I waited for you. I went to bed, I woke up, and I waited again until finally you came home. And every single night that passed by without you being in my arms, I felt the same way I feel now. Every single night.”“Don’t say that.”He chuckled lightly and whispered, “Why not? I’m not lying. All of those times, I felt the same way I do now. It drove me insane. I kept telling myself that you were coming back tomorrow, that you would come home ton
Nicolas walked through the bustling lobby of his office building, his mind preoccupied with thoughts of the day's work. As he approached the car park, a familiar sight caught his eye. His sleek black car was waiting, gleaming in the afternoon sun. The driver, a stoic and professional man named James, stood by the car, ready to take Nicolas to his next destination.But today was different. Today, something feels off. Nicolas glanced at his watch, realizing that Dianne, his secretary, and fiancée, had left early without a word. It was unusual for Dianne to leave without a clear explanation, and he couldn't help but feel worried. But he alleviated his worries by thinking that perhaps she had another agenda with his best friend Agatha. After all, she was always interested in spending time with her.Shaking off his worries, Nicolas climbed into the back seat of the car, settling into the plush leather seat. His driver greeted him with a nod, his eyes focused on the road ahead. The journey
Seeing Nicolas' astonishment made the woman smile sadly. "Oh, dear! I knew you'd look at me like that," she said.Nicolas was shocked to suddenly be called 'darling' by a woman he was not familiar with..."You don't remember me, Nicolas, of course. You have amnesia." The woman said softly, her voice colored with a mixture of relief and sadness. Nicolas looked at her, his eyes filled with confusion. How could he possibly remember this woman?"When I heard the media reporting it, I was very, very shocked," the woman continued, her words shaking with emotion. "I wanted to come directly to you, but I was in France at the time."Confusion filled Nicolas' mind as he tried to recall the moment he got engaged. He had no memory of such a relationship, but something about Adelia's presence felt familiar"Adelia Seyfried," he said, his voice barely above a whisper. "I was your fiancée in the past."Nicolas felt a jolt of surprise that shook him. Ex-fiancée? What was this woman talking about?'Is
Nicolas stood frozen in front of Adelia, his former fiancée, as Adelia's words rang through his mind. He couldn't believe what he had just heard. Memories flashed at the edge of his consciousness, yet remained out of his reach. The accident had stolen pieces of her past, leaving her in a state of confusion and uncertainty.Adelia's eyes glazed over with a mixture of sadness and hope. She had spent days working up the courage to contact Nicolas, unsure whether he would remember her or the love they once shared. But she couldn't bear to let him go without at least trying to restore the connection they had lost.Nicolas took a deep breath, his mind filled with questions and doubts. He felt so guilty for not recognizing Adelia, for not remembering the life they had planned together. Yet he could not deny the intensity of the emotions bubbling up inside him, as if his heart recognized her even though his mind did not."You don't need to apologize," Adelia said softly, taking a step closer
Adelia could feel her heart sinking with every step she took, but she refused to give up."Nicolas," she called out, her voice filled with both hope and apprehension.Nicolas turned towards her, his gaze meeting hers for a fleeting moment before drifting away. A pang of sadness pierced Adelia's heart as she realized that her efforts might be in vain.Adelia hesitated for a moment, then gathered her resolve. She took a step closer, her eyes brimming with determination. "Nicolas, we were more than just acquaintances. We were deeply in love. Our hearts were entwined, and our souls danced together under the moonlight. We shared dreams, hopes, and a future that held endless possibilities."Nicolas looked at Adelia, his eyes searching for something he couldn't quite grasp. Adelia continued, her voice filled with emotion. "We laughed, we cried, and we faced the world hand in hand. You were my rock, Nicolas, and I was yours. I miss the sound of your laughter, the warmth of your embrace, and t
Somehow, Adelia had remained oblivious to it all. She couldn't understand why no one had mentioned it to her, leaving her in a state of confusion and sorrow. Adelia's heart skipped a beat. She couldn't believe her ears. How could Nicolas move on so quickly? The pain of their failed engagement flooded her thoughts, and tears welled up in her eyes."Is it that soon that you have a new fiancé, Nicolas?" Adelia's voice trembled as she confronted him in front of his penthouse. The words escaped her lips before she could even comprehend their weight.Nicolas turned to face her, a mix of surprise and guilt etched across his face, But of course, he doesn’t guilty to engage Dianne.Adelia's sadness turned to anger as she looked deep into his eyes. "You broke my heart, Nicolas. And now you've moved on, without a second thought?"The more Adelia heard, the more her sadness transformed into fury. She was furious at him for moving on with Dianne, and force her to suppress her, and tears of pain sp