Too Late To Love Me I Already Left With His Twins (Lydia and Dave) novel Chapter 296

Anna POV

I was still staring at her.

Like, genuinely staring.

Because I needed to be sure.

I needed to know that I wasn’t imagining things.

“Lydia…”

She looked at me.

“What?”

“Oh my God.”

“What?”

“Are you for real?”

She frowned.

“What kind of question is that?”

“Are you actually back?”

She blinked.

“What?”

“Like, are you back back?”

She stared at me for a few seconds.

Then she rolled her eyes.

“Girl, shut up.”

I froze.

My mouth literally dropped open.

“Wait.”

She shook her head, laughing.

“I got my memory back.”

I screamed.

“Oh my God!”

I practically threw myself at her.

“LYDIA!”

“Careful!”

“I’m sorry!”

I pulled back immediately, staring at her face.

“You got your memory back?”

“Yes!”

“All of it?”

“Most of it.”

“Most?”

“Anna, please.”

I started crying.

I didn’t even realize I was crying until I felt the tears running down my face.

“Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God.”

She laughed.

“You’re crying?”

“Do you know what you just did to me?!”

“You were the one who almost killed me!”

“I know!”

“You literally recreated my accident!”

“I know!”

“Do you know how insane that is?”

“I know!”

We both started laughing.

And honestly, I didn’t even care anymore.

She remembered.

That was all that mattered.

I wiped my face.

“But wait.”

“What?”

“How did it happen?”

She looked at me.

“How did what happen?”

“Your memory.”

She shrugged.

“I don’t know.”

“What do you mean you don’t know?”

“I just…”

She paused.

“I don’t even know how to explain it.”

“Try.”

She looked ahead for a moment, almost as if she was searching through everything that had just rushed back into her mind.

“It wasn’t like I suddenly remembered one thing.”

“Okay.”

“It was more like…”

She closed her eyes.

“Everything just came back.”

I listened carefully.

“I heard you shouting. I felt the impact. And then suddenly I remembered…”

She opened her eyes.

“The hospital.”

My heart jumped.

“The kids.”

She smiled.

“Ava.”

Then her smile grew.

“Eli.”

“Oh my God.”

“I remembered them.”

I covered my mouth.

“And Dave.”

She said his name differently.

Softer.

There was something in her expression that immediately told me there was more.

“How did my kids feel when I didn’t remember them?”

I swallowed.

“They were hurt.”

Her face fell.

“I can’t believe I did that to them.”

“You didn’t.”

“But they thought I didn’t want them.”

“I know.”

Her eyes filled with tears.

“Oh God.”

I reached for her hand.

“It wasn’t your fault.”

She squeezed my fingers.

“I need to see them.”

“You will.”

“Immediately.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

She smiled through her tears.

Then suddenly she laughed.

“What?”

“I remembered something else.”

“What?”

“You.”

I gasped.

“Me?”

“You were always this dramatic.”

I stared at her.

“Excuse me?”

“You heard me.”

I started laughing.

“That’s what you remember?”

“I remember everything.”

“Oh my God.”

She shook her head.

“You’re still the same.”

“I missed you so much.”

“I know.”

“No, you don’t.”

She looked at me.

“I do now.”

That nearly broke me again.

I leaned back against the seat.

“Oh my God.”

Then I remembered what she’d said earlier.

“Okay, wait.”

“What now?”

“You said you had something to tell me.”

She smiled.

“I did.”

“What?”

She looked at me mischievously.

“I have a gift for you.”

I stared at her.

“What gift?”

“You’ll find out.”

“Girl, please.”

“But you came back.”

I smiled.

“Yeah.”

She squeezed my hand.

“Thank you.”

I laughed.

“Don’t thank me yet. Dr. Sana is going to kill me.”

She laughed.

“She should.”

“Excuse me?”

“You deserve it.”

“Wow.”

“Absolutely.”

We both laughed again.

Eventually, though, reality began to settle in.

We couldn’t drive the car anymore, and there was no way I was going to pretend everything was fine after what had happened.

So we called for a ride.

While we waited, Lydia kept talking.

About the kids.

About Dave.

About work.

About things she remembered from years ago.

Sometimes she’d stop in the middle of a sentence, close her eyes, and smile as another little memory surfaced.

And every single time, I watched her like I was watching someone come back to life.

By the time our ride arrived, we were both exhausted.

We got in.

Neither of us said much during the drive home.

I think we were both processing everything.

When we finally reached the house, Lydia sat up straighter.

“This is my home.”

I smiled.

“Yes.”

She looked at the building.

“I remember.”

I nearly cried again.

“Come on.”

We walked to the front door.

I unlocked it.

Lydia stood beside me, staring at the door like she was about to step into a completely different life.

Then she whispered,

“I’m home.”

I smiled.

“You’re home.”

I opened the door.

And the second we stepped inside, we heard voices.

“Mom?”

Ava.

“Lydia?”

Dave

Then another voice.

“Anna?”

Theo.

I froze.

Lydia froze.

We looked at each other.

Then everyone came rushing toward us.

And almost immediately, Ava’s eyes widened.

“Why do you guys have scratches?”

Eli appeared beside her.

“Wait.”

He looked at my arm.

“Mom, why are you bruised?”

Dave was already moving toward us.

His face changed the moment he saw Lydia.

“What’s going on?”

Theo stepped closer too.

His eyes moved between both of us.

“You two were supposed to go for a stroll.”

Nobody said anything.

The room went completely silent.

And suddenly, all I could think was—

Oh.

We are so finished.