Dianne's heart ached as she contemplated the truth she was about to reveal. She knew that once the words were spoken, their lives would change forever. But the weight of her deception had become unbearable, and she knew that honesty was the only way forward.As the morning sun filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow over the room, Dianne took a deep breath and mustered up the courage to wake Nicolas from his slumber. She gently shook his shoulder, and he stirred, his eyes fluttering open."Good morning, my love," Nicolas murmured, his voice still heavy with sleep. He stretched his arms and yawned, unaware of the storm that was about to descend upon their relationship.Dianne's heart raced as she looked into Nicolas' eyes, searching for the strength to speak her truth. "Nicolas," she began, her voice trembling ever so slightly, "there is something I need to tell you. Something I should have told you a long time ago."Nicolas sat up, concern etching lines on his forehead. "Wh

“Just what? I deserve to be treated gently. Because of what happened? Do you think it will be easier for me to hear those exact words if you act nice to me? Don’t worry Nic, everything’s fine. I’m okay, so stop worrying about me”, Dianne exclaimed, trying to sound convincing.“It’s not about being alright or not. It’s about the fact that you never told anyone about your secret.” Nicolas spoke in a low tone, clearly frustrated with Dianne.“What am I supposed to tell people? Everyone who knows about us would just try to use it against me. Besides, if the whole world knew how much you love me...” Dianne trailed off as she thought of the possibility.Nicolas chuckled humorlessly. “You know, most people who meet us only see two sides of a coin, either good or bad. For some, we’re a great team. For others... well… we’re an obstacle between them and love, the ultimate source of evil.” He looked at Dianne with an amused twinkle in his eyes, as if to say, "Well?"Dianne was silent for a minut

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

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

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