Please Come Back, My Love novel Chapter 228

hapter 228

She looked like she was already shipping away from me,

“Couldn’t sleep? I asked from the doorway.

She turned, offering me a small, tired smile. “Too much on

mind.

1 stepped into the room, closing the door behind me. “Second thoughts?

“No. Yes. Maybe. She laughed softly, without humor. “I don’t know what I’m supposed to feel. Excited? Terrified? Both?

“Both is normal. You’re about to walk into a completely unknown situation.”

“But it’s not unknown, is it? It’s my life. My real life. I just… can’t remember it.”

“And if you never remember?”

She was quiet for a moment. “Then I’ll learn. I’ll learn who I was, and maybe that will help me figure out who I want to be now.”

The quiet determination in her voice reminded me so painfully of her mother that I had to look away.

“I’m scared,” she admitted. “But I’m more scared of staying in the dark forever. Of never knowing who I am.”

I wanted to tell her that sometimes, the dark was safer. That some truths were better left buried.

Instead, I said, “I’ll be with you. Every step of the way.”

She turned to look at me, her eyes searching my face. “Actually, you don’t have to go to London. You don’t have to do this for me.”

I reached up to cup her face, but she pulled away stiffly. “It’s not entirely for you,” I said. “The company has major operations there. I can make a living there and take good care of you at the same time.”

“And I love you,” I lied smoothly. “And that doesn’t change just because you can’t remember.”

Her eyes filled with tears. “I wish I could remember. I wish I could feel what I’m supposed to feel.”

“You will,” I said, pulling her into my arms. She came willingly, her head resting against my chest. “Give it time.”

The next morning dawned gray and cold. Elena was quiet as we prepared to leave. Celeste arrived early, her expression professionally pleasant but her eyes

sharp and watchful.

The helicopter was waiting on the pad behind the house. I helped Elena aboard, buckling her seatbelt myself while Celeste climbed in on the other side.

As we lifted off, I watched Elena’s face. She stared out the window at the island falling away beneath us, her hand pressed against the glass like she was

saying goodbye.

We were hallway to the mainland when I noticed Celeste pull our her phone. Her face went pale, and I saw her grip tighten on the device.

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Chapter 228

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She looked up at me, het eyes wide with shock. Then she glanced at Elena, who was still absorbed in the view outside.

Celeste held up her phone so only could see

the screen.

BREAKING: Elena Vance Presumed Dead After Brooklyn Bridge Fall. Ex-Husband Julian Sterling Devastated.

Below the headline was a photo of Julian, disheveled and hollow-eyed, standing on the bridge where Elena had fallen.

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