Love Beyond Time

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ar stillness of her room. For a moment, she didn't know where she was or who she was. It was the same sensation she woke up to every morning-her memories erased, le

weren't hers. Her hands reached out to the bedside table, where a small journal lay. It was the only t

n't forget that." The handwriting was unmistakable-it belonged to her mother. El

ing her breakfast. She smiled warmly, but there was a softness in her eyes, t

g. She wasn't sure how she felt. She never really was. Her mother sat besid

ed anythin

, cutting her off, though

ed. She didn't want to be treated like a fragile piece of glass. Yet, every day, she found herself

cally present, but emotionally unavailable. He never seemed to know how to talk to her, h

ediately but nodded in agreement. She always took a walk in the park each day, watching the sunset. The sunset wa

ing strollers. As always, Elena felt a kind of peace here, standing under the canopy of trees an

er skin, the warmth of the sun on her face, the sound of birds flying in the distance. She had learned to appreciate these small moments because they were all she ha

ling her back to reality. It was a

ou still haven't gott

didn't treat her like she was broken. She

on a project for people with conditions like hers. Elena had been to many of these pla

d that. The work he did wasn't just about solving problems; it was about making a tangible difference. But even with all the success in his field, Aidan couldn't escape the feeling that something was missin

cup of coffee. "You're still at it?" Marcus asked with a raised brow, hi

time for breaks, Marcus. There's a problem with the neural mapping in th

a long moment before continuing. "You're not the only one with a mission here, you know. There's someone coming in

n he was supposed to help. He nodded distractedly, then returned to his work. He d

but he noticed her immediately. There was something about her-a quiet resilience in the way she held herself despite the weigh

an said, offering a

mentarily clouded with confusion. "Have w

haven't. I'm Aidan. I'll be working with you today.

readable. "I'm sorry, but I don

wing look, one that spoke of a shared understanding of how d

x her-if it was even possible to make her remember. But he didn't know then that his