Memories are never forgotten. Or so it’s said, but she did. She forgot herself, me—us. She forgot everything. One day I woke up and there was only pain. This pain so fierce that I can’t overcome it alone. My heart was ripped out of my chest. I’m surviving, but barely. Not even the physical outlet I seek to purge the torment of remembering the one I can’t let go, helps anymore.
In all of his agony, what if the worst of his pain has yet to be expelled? A secret that could have changed everything . . . had he known.