From Broken Wife To Billionaire Power

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Dr. Elias Vance, a man renowned for his controversial, cutting-edge thera

procedure is irreversible. Memory erasure is not like deleting files from a

my own mind. My mind, a prison of pain. "I'm ce

ional therapy has failed. It's a last resort." He paused, his gaze softening. "You're young. Your brain is still remarkably neuroplastic

I don't care. I need to

entioned you were found five year

a beach, battered and bruised, with no recollection of who I was or where I came from. Erik Alford, a struggling pianist

s a dull ache. "My knight. He taught me ev

me sketching his hands as he played, him composing melodies that flowed from his soul. He' d cook simple meals, an

captured his essence, his passion. The album covers, the promotional shots... they

ntic story of the mysterious woman by his side. They never knew my name. They never knew my cont

e, and overworked himself. He collapsed. I called an ambulance, frantic. He was so scared. He

listened

ed at me, really looked at me, and said, 'Allison, you're my anchor. My everything. I ca

ng, I believed him. We would build a life

er. The stages got bigger. The m

e time away, on "business." He grew distant, distracted. He said it wa

sh. My desperate call to Erik, my voice shaking,

, a phantom ache s

I heard a soft, purring voice in the background, a giggle. It was Barbie. I hear

e, a flimsy one, about being stuck in traffic. B

"close friends and family." He' d posted a picture from a candlelit dinner, clinking champagne gla

t a colleague. We were discussing a new project. You know how important my image is. You can't just accuse me." His voic

btle inflection in his voice, the way it lifted when he spoke her name, the possessiveness

id, my voice trembling, "that you

n. "Of course, Allison. Always." The words wer

like a fresh wound. He had never truly been mine. He

can of my brain. "Every single memory of him. Every

edure is scheduled for next Tuesday. Do you...

ruly been mine. I closed my eyes, picturing the penthouse,

ally said, "

angements. "Alright, Mrs. D