Chapter 1
seven years after my early–onset Alzheimer’s diagnosis, my ex came back to town–movie star girlfriend on his arm, that same cocky smile on his fare.
didn’t recognize him.
Iell, I barely recognized MYSELF most days. The Post–Its plastered all over my walls were the only reason I could still function.
le took one look at me–faded clothes, blank stare–and laughed.
What’s with the dead face? You used to put on a SHOW.”
Guess you don’t even bother faking it anymore, huh? Not after you ran off with that rich guy.”
tugged at my shirt, confused.
Jm… sorry, do I know you?”
is smile dropped. He pulled his girlfriend closer, like she was some kind of trophy.
Wow. Do I know you?‘ That’s perfect.”
Guess when you ran off with that old bastard, you really did scramble your brain.”
blinked.
Oh… okay. So, uh… you guys want water or something?”
ollowing the note on the fridge: GUESTS = OFFER WATER, I turned around and into the kitchen.
open the cabinet and grab two mugs, my hands shaking.
he note doesn’t say where the kettle is. I search for like five minutes before I find it shoved under the sink.
rom the living room, I hear him yell.
farlow, did you die in there?”
How long does it take to pour water?”
walk out with two mugs of hot water on a tray, my hands still shaking and water slashing over the sides, making is king wi
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Harlow, jesut. It’s been seven years and you hub like allure a
he hands one mug to him mad shan the this we drew the had t
look at her
Who are you?
brynn’s smile freeze fut a second, then she grab site tri
Tin Dax’s fiancée. Brynn
“We’re getting married. Came back so you could see for yourself.”
“Oh… that’s nice. Congrats.”
I look down, twisting my shirt between my fingers.
Dax takes a sip and slams the mug down hard enough to make me flinch.
‘Congrats? Are you fucking serious right now?”
Harlow, who are you trying to fool with this shit?”
le stands up and walks over, his shadow swallowing me whole.
Seven years ago, you ditched me for money. Ran off with some rich old fuck.”
Now I’m back. Successful. Way out of your league.”
And suddenly you’re playing the amnesia card?”
You think this’ll make me feel bad? Make me look at you again?”
e reaches out, grabs my chin hard, and forces me to look up at him.
.et me tell you something. Seeing your face makes me sick!”
stare at him, can’t focus my eyes, my jaw hurts.
‘ou’re… you’re hurting me.”
Good. Now you know how it feels.”
‘ou didn’t give a damn when you ripped me apart.”
ax shoves my face away hard enough that I stumble.
e spins around and kicks the wall–the one covered in Post–Its.
eep acting. Go ahead.”
What the hell is all this? Your new playbook for scamming guys?”
starts ripping them down one by one.
Wake up.”
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Tarlow, you’re a poddani genius
Soing this far just for sympathy? That’s pollici eventi yra?
hose Post Its are the only reason I’m still altre
slide off the chair and try to stop him, but my legs eagletete göre;
Chapter 1
“Don’t… please don’t…”
I’m crawling across the floor, trying to pick up the scraps of paper.
Dax watches me crawl, then steps on one of the notes.
He bends down and picks it up. It says: “Dax, Happy Birthday.”
He freezes.
‘What? Can’t stand to lose this one?”
You wrote this back then, right? Why keep it?”
Remind myself what a fucking idiot I was?”
ight in front of me, he rips it into pieces.
aper falls from his hands into my hair, onto my face.
reach out, trying to catch the pieces, but grab nothing but air.
rynn walks over and grabs his arm.
Dax, you done yet?”
Look how pathetic she is. Why waste time on a psycho?”
We’re here filming that documentary, right? Showing off the hometown?”
Great way to show off how ‘forgiving‘ you are.”
Might as well use her. Show everyone what a saint Dax Remington is.”
ax’s eyes shift off me and lock on Brynn.
You’re right. Not wasting my time on brain–damaged trash.”
le crouches down and slaps my cheek lightly–my head still jerks to the side.
Harlow, crew’s coming tomorrow. We’re filming you.”
Gonna make you famous. See how that feels. Yeah?”
stare at him, can’t speak, just shaking.
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