Chapter 29%
Elias, cigarette in hand, found himself standing in front of a hotel without even realizing how he got there. He hadn’t stopped searching for Mira in recent days, driven by an obsession he could no longer ignore.
But Frederick was always one step ahead, effortlessly sweeping away anyone Elias hired to follow him.
Then, there she was. Mira, dragging her suitcase, emerging from the revolving door of the hotel. Elias‘ breath hitched, his body freezing in place.
It hit him then–he missed her more than he ever expected.!!
Why hadn’t he cherished her when she was lying beside him, so close, so perfect?!!
But it wasn’t too late. It couldn’t be.
She was his. Always had been. Always would be.
“Mira!” Elias rushed forward, dropping to his knees in front of her. His voice was raw, desperate. “I know you hate me now, but I’ll change. I’ll do anything! I’ll help you remember the memories we shared… the ones you’ve forgotten. Please, don’t leave me. You don’t understand how much I love you. I’d die for you.” His voice cracked, the weight of his emotions overwhelming him. “If we were both in danger and only one could survive, I’d let you live without hesitation. I made an unforgivable mistake. but you can’t just end everything like this. Please–give me another chance. I saved you once. Let me make it right.”
He lifted his head, eyes pleading, voice trembling. “Please, Mira.. don’t do this. Don’t leave me.”
Mira stood there, her face a mask of indifference. “Why do you think I hate you?” she asked flatly. “It took me several seconds to remember who you are. I don’t hate you. Even when you hurt me, the pain has long been erased by the blankness of my memory.” Her tone was calm, detached. “My anger, that day, was from realizing I had been betrayed. Before I lost my memory, I might have hated you with all my heart. But now, I don’t feel anything for you. You’re just a stranger passing by on the
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She looked at him as if trying to understand the man kneeling before her, her voice unfazed. “Who could truly hate someone they don’t even remember?“}
Elias‘ throat tightened, a knot of despair forming deep within. The coldness in her voice, the indifference–those words cut deeper than any betrayal. He would have preferred her hatred, her anger. Anything but this hollow, emotionless response.!! No love. No hate. How could he ever compete with that?
Mira began to turn away, dragging her suitcase as if nothing had happened. Elias remained frozen, unable to speak, caught between the longing for her to stay and the reality of her indifference.
“Mira, look at this scar.” His voice cracked as he reached up, pointing to the burn mark above his brow. “I got this when I saved you.” His gaze was desperate. “Have you really forgotten me? Forgotten everything I did for you?”
As Elias spoke, he pulled out a knife and drove it into his own brow bone. The blade plunged deep, and blood splattered across the pavement.
Mira gasped in shock, her heart racing. In that moment, Frederick’rushed forward, quickly positioning himself between her and Elias, his eyes filled with fury as he glared at the man like a predator.”
Within moments, security guards from the hotel arrived, swiftly dialing for emergency services.
“Mira!” Elias‘ voice rang out, cold and full of menace, as he looked at their retreating figures. His smile was sharp, twisted with anger. “I’ll never let you go. No matter where you are, as long as I’m alive, you’ll never be with another man!”
Mira hurried into the car, her heart pounding in her chest. The last words she heard from him were his ominous threat, but what she didn’t anticipate was how quickly his name would resurface in the news.
It came days later, in the form of an arson case.
A fire had erupted in a residential building in Maryland, the flames raging fiercely in Room 903. The fire brigade worked desperately to extinguish the blaze, their ladder stretching toward the inferno. When the police arrived, they quickly Identified the culprit.
It was Vera–the woman notorious for interfering in other people’s relationships.X
She had drugged Elias, bound his limbs while he was unconscious, and set fire to his apartment.!!
Vera, in her confession, claimed that Elias had attempted to frame her child and that her actions had been a spur of the moment, vengeful impulse.
But as she sat in detention, the truth started to unravel, Soon, Vera discovered that her daughter was not actually Elias” biological child.
The revelation hit her like a wave, and memories flooded back. After breaking up with Elias a year ago, heartbroken and lost, she had gone to a bar, gotten drunk, and spent the night with a stranger.
A bitter laugh escaped her lips, her tear streaked face twisted in a mix of disbelief and sorrow. “Hahaha…” she chuckled, the
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sound hollow and broken.X
A week later, Elias, burned beyond recognition, lay in the intensive care unit. The devastating burns had ravaged 90% of his body, and his organs had begun to fail!
The hospital issued a critical illness notice.
“Mira…” he whispered, his voice weak, as he lay covered in white gauze, like a lifeless mummy. The heart monitor beside him beeped faintly, its rhythm growing slower and slower.!
In the final moments, Elias‘ heartbeat flatlined, a steady, uninterrupted line.B
Meanwhile, in the UK, far from the tragedy, Mira was at a wedding ring store. Frederick stood beside her, slipping a dazzling diamond ring onto her finger.
He gazed at her with admiration, a sincere smile on his lips. “Wife, your fingers are delicate and white. You look beautiful with anything.”
Mira blushed, her cheeks warm with happiness.
Her new life, filled with love and joy, had only just begun.
