He Hated A Love I Forgot
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ved a life guided by Post-it notes-simple instructions that
seven years ago, was now a billionaire. He stood at my door with
. He tore down my notes, my only connection to myself, and let the world watch as I nearly d
e world and apologized for a betrayal I couldn't even r
olen necklace made his perfect world shatter. He finally saw
pte
ecord, playing the same three seconds over and over
things. Small things.
e fridge. On the walls. On my hand. They t
door said: "Expect
t made me jump. My h
ed the
harp eyes. He looked familiar, but I
ctly made up. She wore a dress tha
eyes raked over my faded j
gh. "Seven years, Joleen. An
. "Do I k
her grip on his arm. Her smil
His voice was low, angry. "Or is it the
ead. "I don'
ing? Fine. Harlow, my love
It was written on a Post-
ea?" I asked. The note on the ta
t stared at me. H
st rolled
I turned and headed
A Post-it on the cabinet sa
I reached for them. The gla
said: "Water:
er. But then, I paused
ost-it for sugar. My brain fel
's voice cut through the sil
gar," I called back.
behind the coffee. I poured two glasses o
n more. The water sloshed. A few drops spilled
ing me. His g
ook the tray from my hands. H
was sweet, but her eyes were cold. "Seven year
ss to Jax. He took
heavily on the small coffee tabl
asked again. My v
tened. She linked her arm t
nnounced. Her voice was lou
we're getting married. We came bac
g in my chest. A fee
lations." It felt like
nds. I picked at a loo
onto the table. The
azing. "What right do you have to congratulate
cast a shadow over me. My
low growl. "For some rich old man. You t
"You think I'd ever forget how you
ying the victim. This memory loss act
think for a second I'm going to feel sorry for you
s clamped around my jaw. H
laced with disgust. "The pretty gi
hed. My v
s," I wh
member pain, Joleen? Good. Because you caus