Since Irvin had lost his memories, his behavior had regressed to that of his younger self.
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Although he had difficulty moving and had to avoid the Hardwells he still prepared small surprises for me every time he came
for treatment.
Just like how he did when he was pursuing me.
Just like when we were newlyweds.
No matter how busy or exhausted he was, he always put in the effort to prepare something for me, whether it was a bouquet of flowers, a ticket to a movie I wanted to watch, or a dessert I loved.
We were poor back then, and the things he gave me weren’t worth much, but I was moved to tears every single time. After all, he was always thoughtful and affectionate.
The eyes that were once cold and indifferent now burned with compassion and sincerity. Those naturally affectionate eyes gazed at me with so much love, as if I were his entire world.
His one and only.
That kind of love was irresistible, drawing me in.
And I couldn’t help but wonder, if none of it had happened, if Julianne had never returned, would we now be the happiest couple in the world?
But unfortunately, what–ifs didn’t exist in life.
I gladly accepted all the small surprises he gave me. It felt as if we had traveled back in time, to the very beginning, to our most heart–fluttering and happiest days.
I wasn’t the type to hesitate or struggle with decisions, and I wouldn’t allow myself to remain in such an ambiguous situation.
So, just like him, I chose to forget about the past, to set aside our pain, and to stay present in this moment, until his legs healed
After that, I would make my decision.
I would either let go of my love for him completely or forget about the pain he had caused me and give him one more chance.
I knew that the latter would make it feel as if I had deserved my past sufferings. But if, even after all the pain, I still couldn’t let go of my love for him, then perhaps I did deserve it.
Irvin’s injuries weren’t too severe. Since he was eager to recover, he pushed himself hard during rehabilitation. Soon, he was able to stand up on his own, using his wheelchair as support.
Once he could stand, it meant his damaged nerves were healing, and he would be fully recovering soon. Irvin knew this as well, so when he managed to stand up from the wheelchair, he was exhilarated, and tears welled up in his eyes.
“Emi, I can stand! I’m standing!” He looked at me, excitement flashing in his eyes.
I couldn’t help but tear up as well.
The next second, he pulled me into a tight hug. He whispered, “Emi, I love you so, so much. I really do.”
This love wasn’t just out of instinct. Through the time we had spent together, he had fallen in love with me all over again.
Indeed, even if it was forgotten, true love would always find its way back to the right person.
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