Chapter 118

• A day before the wedding…
• Ethan stood alone on the terrace, gazing at the night sky. His mind was heavy, his heart restless. Tomorrow he would marry Lily. He didn’t want this, but there was nothing he could do to stop it.
• His thoughts drifted back to Alex—the kiss, the way it made him feel alive, the words Alex had spoken with such certainty; ''I won’t let you marry her.'' Ethan unconsciously touched his lips, tracing them with his fingers as if trying to hold onto that memory. He had spent countless hours trying to recall who Alex really was, trying to piece together the fragments of a connection that felt so real. But no matter how hard he tried, his mind remained blank. And whenever it felt like he was close to remembering, sharp headaches forced him to stop.