Professor Harrington knew I would come back one day after all the pain.

Ajouté : 2026-06-07

[00:00:00]Jack was insatiable in bed, so I did the only thing I could. I broke his heart and ended it. The next second, a rear-end collision wiped my memory clean. When I woke up in the hospital, my mind was a perfect, pristine blank.

[00:00:08]It took 10 minutes of questioning the woman at my bedside, who claimed to be my best friend, to learn that a car accident had landed me here. She pointed at her own chest, her expression a mask of disbelief. "It's me, Anna, your best friend. You seriously don't remember me?" I shook my head. I didn't even remember my own name, let alone hers.

[00:00:22]The doctor assured us my health was fine and suggested Anna fill me in on my past. He said the memories might just click back into place one day. Anna, ever the woman of action, immediately pulled a chair up to my bed. "Okay, so you're Lillian Hayes. Your parents are scientists, super busy as you've probably guessed since they haven't rushed here yet. We've been best friends since high school. Oh, and you have a boyfriend. His name is Jack Vance. I've already called him." Jack Vance. I rolled the name over in my mind, but it sparked nothing, not a single flicker of recognition. By the time night fell, this Jack Anna had told me about still hadn't shown up. "What the hell is Jack's deal?" Anna grumbled, pacing the small room. "You were in a car crash. I mean, yeah, it wasn't life-threatening, but he's your boyfriend. He should at least come see you, right?" She threw her hands up. "He always acted so completely obsessed with you before."

[00:00:59]Her words meant nothing to me. With no memories, I had no basis for judgment.

[00:01:02]My phone had been totaled in the wreck, so I couldn't even try to contact him myself. For the next few days, Anna was my rock, my sole caretaker at the hospital. Through her stories, I started piecing together a mosaic of my past self. I learned that Jack and I had been together for 3 years, and our relationship had always been passionate.

[00:01:16]"You have no idea, Lily," she said, her eyes wide. "The guy was like a human octopus, completely touch-starved. He was always all over you. All our friends were sick of your PDA. I remember this one time you hid out at my place for days just to get a break, and when Jack finally found you, his eyes were bloodshot." Seeing my spirits dip, Anna quickly tried to reassure me. "Hey, don't worry. I'm sure he's just tied up with something important. I'll give him another call and see what's up." But I'd overheard her call to him yesterday. I had heard Jack's voice, cold and sharp through the speaker. "Lillian and I are over. Her life has nothing to do with me anymore. Please tell her to stop trying to contact me." Anna was probably just trying to protect my feelings by not telling me. I had no idea why Jack and I would have broken up. Even my closest friend didn't seem to know. But hey, there are plenty of fish in the sea. I decided not to dwell on it. The day before I was discharged, a A of friends and family arranged to visit. As a crowd of unfamiliar faces drifted toward my bed, all I could do was offer a weak smile and a nod. I didn't recognize a single one of them. Then a man appeared at the back of the group, a man whose good looks weren't just about vibe or style. He was the kind of handsome that would stop you in your tracks, even in a plain white shirt. It was a raw, undeniable beauty that pulled your gaze and held it captive. I dug my nails into Anna's arm. "I'm screwed," I breathed.

[00:02:15]"I really, really like that one." Anna shot me a look that was a complicated mix of pity and exasperation. "Well, that proves it. You've definitely lost your memory." I blinked, confused. "What do you mean?" She sighed a heavy, world-weary sound. "That's Jack." My world crumbled. Sure, there were plenty of men out there, but my heart had just zeroed in on him and him alone. Jack was here, but he didn't approach me, didn't say a single word. He hung back, a silent, brooding statue. My frustration simmered. When he stepped out to take a call, I slipped out of bed and followed him. From down the hallway, I could faintly hear him talking about something taking too long, mentioning medication as a solution. I waited until he hung up, then rushed over, forcing a bright smile. "Hi, Anna told me you're my boyfriend." Jack's gaze locked onto mine, his eyes cold. "Wrong," he corrected flatly. "Ex-boyfriend."

[00:02:52]"Haha." The laugh was dry and brittle in my throat.