Chapter eight eight

Selena

The beach held a special place in Angel's heart, and I knew it could be a key to unlocking more of his lost memories. As we strolled along the shore, the sound of crashing waves and the salty breeze filled the air. Angel's gaze seemed distant, as if searching the horizon for fragments of his past.

I couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions, witnessing the struggle he faced with memory loss. Each step we took on the sandy shore was a step into the depths of his tangled history. I wanted to be his support, his anchor through this tumultuous journey, even as the complexities of his emotions unfolded like a delicate dance.

"Angel," I began, my voice soft against the backdrop of the ocean's rhythm, "I can't pretend to fully understand what you're going through, but I want you to know that you're not alone in this. We'll face these uncertainties together."

He turned to me, his eyes reflecting a blend of gratitude and frustration. "Selena, I appreciate everything you're doing. It's j