Lost Time, Found Love: Ava’s Return
lt was the slow, ste
g sound that cut throu
ned m
rile, with a single square
t my bedr
spread through my whole body, a hea
ed in, holding a chart. She fr
d clattered
hand flying to her mouth. "Dr. Ro
d to bubble
is woman. I didn'
is eyes wide. He approached my bed
? Ava? Can y
throat too
tell me yo
name. The name I built my company with.
the
d, confused. "
nged a look, a heavy, pitying
aid, his voice gentle
een on the wall, a calendar
as bright
12,
make sense. It was
"That' s wrong. The car crash... it
as fifteen ye
ifteen years. A dec
two impossible points in time. Lily. My daugh
My hu
sharp, clear. The CEO voice. The one that got thing
ght nod. She retrieved a sleek, almost transparent device
, from our wedding. Ethan, smiling, his eyes full o
d the ca
g once
sn't the voice I knew. It w
is t
ef and fear warring inside
n a harsh, b
people. Do you get some sick thr
really me. I' m at the ho
don' t know who you are or what you want, but my wife is dead.
to hang up. I
o climb Miller' s Peak and you fell. You told everyone it was from a bike acci
ilent. I could hear
you know that?
o longer a confused patient, I was Ava Reed,
al, Room 304. You have ten minutes to get here. If you are not here, I will walk out of this h
t for an answ
g at me, her eyes a
mered. "Mr. Hayes. He' s a huge philanthropist. A
n' t say
sharing a secret. "A woman named Scarlett Vance. They' ve been
ett V
e. A stranger. A woman livi
a cold, hard knot in
t shoved it aside,
nurse dead in the eye. "Lily. Wher
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