Page 193 of When Hearts Remember

Hearts, once aflame, now smolder in smoke,

Our love, bittersweet, broken as fate’s cruel stroke.

The world spins on, blissfully unaware,

My life, forever changed, hollow as the air.

My Nova, my star, bright in the sky,

Farewell, my hummingbird, my darling butterfly.

He must’ve written this right before I woke up. Liam told me Ethan was on a plane when I woke up and he dropped everything to rush to the hospital.

Only for me to reject him—because my mind hurt too much, because I didn’t remember him.

I need to find him.

I don’t care if he needs more time to heal. I don’t care if he pushes me away.

He fought for me all these years.

This time, I’m fighting for him.

Chapter 59

Snowflakes dust my hairand clothes—the small crystals glinting off daylight.

A smile curves on my lips as I tilt up my head under the weeping beech tree in the courtyard, admiring the first snow of the year descending from the sky.

She’d love this.

The first snowfall represents new beginnings. Her favorite time of the year.

Putting my hand out, I watch the delicate flakes land, then melt in my palm, the world slowly becoming a white winter wonderland around me.

I’m going to find her after this—to apologize for running away in the hospital, for allowing my panic to drive my actions.

Fate has given me a third chance with her. I can’t waste it.

Inhaling the frigid air, I close my eyes and listen to the sounds of nature—the branches swaying; the birds singing their songs.

Then I hear it.

Soft footsteps, the lightest breathing.

My favorite scent—lavender—floating to my nose.

“Ethan?”

The dulcet voice, which to this day, doesn’t fail to rouse a heat inside my body. Slowly, I turn around, finding her, my love, my Nova, standing there, looking like an angel descended from the heavens.

She’s clad in an ivory puffer coat, dark jeans and boots, her fiery tresses draping over her shoulders. Her cheeks and nose are pink as she stares at me with those brilliant, sky-blue eyes.

“Lexy,” I murmur, watching as she stops a foot away from me.

“How could I’ve forgotten?” she whispers, her eyes glistening with tears.

My heart stutters.What is she saying?

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