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When Adrian Cole wakes from a near-fatal accident, his past is nothing but a blur. Faces, names, and memories vanish-except one. To everyone's shock, the only person he remembers is his on-call nurse, Clara Hayes. But Clara isn't just his nurse. She's the woman he once loved... and the one he left behind in pieces. Bound by duty yet haunted by the past, Clara hides the truth of who she really is, convincing herself that keeping his secret - and her distance - is the only way to survive his recovery. As Adrian struggles to piece together who he was, Clara is caught between the man he used to be and the man he's becoming - kind, gentle, and heartbreakingly familiar. Old wounds reopen, old sparks reignite, and the line between healing and hurting begins to blur. Now, as fragments of Adrian's memory return, so does the pain that tore them apart. Now, they must both face the hardest question of all: Is their love worth remembering?

Chapter 1 The day the world went silent

The night was supposed to be a celebration. Champagne flutes clinked under the glow of London's skyline, laughter echoed across the rooftop, and Adrian Cole had never looked more alive.

At thirty-one, he was the name whispered in boardrooms and printed on glossy magazine covers - the man who turned legacy into empire. But as his driver took the winding road down from the party, the rain came harder, and the flashing city lights became a blur against the glass.

Adrian leaned back, his phone vibrating endlessly - messages from investors, friends, and one woman he couldn't quite bring himself to reply to. He smiled faintly, that familiar self-assured grin that hid exhaustion. He'd built his life on motion - meetings, mergers, millions - but in that fleeting second when his phone slipped from his hand and he bent to pick it up, everything changed.

The screech of tires. A flash of blinding light. Metal twisting, glass shattering, a sound that tore through the night. Then, nothing.

When Adrian opened his eyes again ,three days later , the world was white. Too white. The ceiling, the sheets, the faint humming of a machine beside him - sterile, still, unreal. His throat was dry, and his head throbbed like it was filled with fog.

He tried to sit up, but a hand pressed gently against his chest. "Easy there," a man's voice said, calm and practiced. "You've been through quite a lot, Mr. Cole." Adrian blinked, trying to focus on the face hovering above him - an older man in a white coat. A doctor, obviously. But Mr. Cole? The name sounded... distant. The door opened again, and two figures stepped in. A man and a woman - elegant, expensively dressed, both wearing the kind of expression that looked too strained to be casual.

"Adrian..." the woman breathed, tears shining in her eyes. She reached for his hand. "Darling, it's Mum." He stared.

Mum? "I-I'm sorry," Adrian said, his voice rough.

"Do I know you?"

The silence that followed could have broken glass. Richard Cole froze mid-step, his knuckles tightening around the edge of the bed. Evelyn's tears slipped down her cheek, and the doctor exchanged a worried glance with the nurse beside him.

"You don't... remember us?" Richard asked, voice thick, disbelief shadowing his face. Adrian shook his head slowly.

"I don't remember anything." The weight of that sentence hit the room like a storm.

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Chapter 1 The day the world went silent

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Chapter 2 Fate

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Chapter 3 Torn

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Chapter 4 I'm glad it's you

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Chapter 5 To be or not to be

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Chapter 6 Weight of the forgotten past

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Chapter 7 Unsaid things

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Chapter 8 The space between

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Chapter 9 The girlfriend

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Chapter 10 Three is a crowd

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Chapter 11 Distant memories

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Chapter 12 Us

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Chapter 13 Fractures beneath

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Chapter 14 Peace over fear

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Chapter 15 Surrender

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Chapter 16 The cost of staying

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Chapter 17 Fault lines

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Chapter 18 The truth that stings

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Chapter 19 The breaking point

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Chapter 20 XO, now that Madison is gone

21/11/2025

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Chapter 21 What if I lose you

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Chapter 22 Fractured control

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Chapter 23 The weight he carries

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Chapter 24 Nathan

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Chapter 25 The edge of truth

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Chapter 26 The breaking point

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Chapter 27 Clara's P.O.V

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Chapter 28 What did I do

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Chapter 29 Apart, together

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Chapter 30 She called me Damian

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Chapter 31 Torn

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Chapter 32 Afternoon after

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Chapter 33 Tremors

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Chapter 34 Two Adrian's

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Chapter 35 Undoing little by little

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Chapter 36 Midnight memories

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Chapter 37 Clara and Adrian against the world

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Chapter 38 The right person

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Chapter 39 Letting go

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Chapter 40 Freedom

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