Losing you book 3

Prologue

YVE

It's been three hours.

I've been outside your apartment building, waiting to get a glimpse of you. The last time I saw you, exactly 10 weeks, 22 days and 8 hours ago, you looked even more handsome. But you didn't have anyone back then. I'm anxious about today. For the first time, I'm afraid of what I'll see.  It was getting harder to get away now.

I know the private investigators I've hired confirmed that you're with someone, specifically Laura Brian, she was your personal nurse. And she was said to have been saying that you were going to get married, as soon as you get your divorce from you ex-wife, who deserted you.

A tear slid down my cheek and I quickly brushed it off. There was no point in dwelling in the past. I know from all the reports given to me that you hate me just as passionately as you once loved me.

Your mother told us that you had an accident and that you went missing and was presumed to be dead. She even said they found your torso and We were sent photos. I didn't believe her. You wouldn't leave me. But everyone else did. They wanted me to move on, to go on with my life. But I couldn't, I knew in my heart you wouldn't leave me. You'd always find a way back to me.

And I was right. A few months after your supposed death, we got a lead that you were still alive. You were comatose for a few weeks and when you woke up, you had short term amnesia, which meant you forgot the most recent years of your life, the part which included me. But that didn't matter, you were alive was all that mattered.

I wanted to fly to you, but my doctor wouldn't allow me. Your dad wouldn't plead my case, of course I didn't tell him I wanted to go to you because I found out you were still alive. But he's right. I couldn't fly, it was too risky. I had to believe in my heart that our love was strong, and one day, we'd be together again.

It would be months before I could fly to come see you. We went to New York because I told mom, I needed to breathe, and I went to see a friend of mine. I took a day off from mom to get to the hospital where you had your therapy. I saw you, and for the first time, I felt alive.

I felt you sensed my presence, you looked around and I know you saw me, right before your mom arrived with Laura, she was only your personal nurse that time. And I had to leave. It wasn't just us anymore, and I knew your mom would've had me locked up, I couldn't risk that. So I left, finally confirming you were alive.

Ironically, that day, you remembered your past and looked for me. I don't know the lies you were told, but in the end, you ended up hating me. The more I couldn't risk being caught, but I couldn't help myself. I needed to see you.

I met a friend who's become the one person who knew what I did every few weeks. I couldn't tell anyone, not even Ethan so I kept it all inside. Until I met Ken. I don't know why but I told him about you and the entire situation.

Ken would accompany me whenever his schedule would permit so I could stalk you for a few hours while he took care of the twins. It was becoming an issue for him, especially his career, but he said he doesn't mind. We know the truth.

So I let it go, only to find out that you were told I ran off with some guy right after you went missing and I now have his daughter, and they even showed you a picture of me, carrying Yna, and Ken looking at us. Apparently that was the last straw for you and you went spiraling out of control.  They had to give you meds to calm you down.

That was about a year ago. I've come and gone unnoticed by anyone for almost three years. And this is the only time I'll see you after I found out about Laura.

I glanced at the entrance and saw JM going inside the building. What is he doing here? I never told them what I found out. I didn't want them to get hurt because of their mom.

Then JM came out again after a few minutes and left, JC wasn't home yet. But I had to hide now, JM might see me, maybe I'd better leave and check the apartment out tomorrow.

I stood up from where I was seated and glanced up in time to see JC get out of his car and out came the gorgeous Laura who kissed him right smack on the lips.

My heart stopped.

I was frozen on the spot. The truth came like freight train and I was shattered beyond comprehension.

Was it just my imagination but I felt you and I thought you felt me too because your head quickly looked up, and you glanced around.

I had enough wits about me to duck right before you saw me. My kids, the twins, they need me.

I sat right back down to compose myself. I couldn't believe it. A tear slid down my cheek.

It's over.

I have to move on now. I had my twins to think about.

I stood up and walked towards the street to get a cab to take me back to our hotel. I'd rebook our flight tonight so we can leave as soon as possible. There was no sense to it now. I need to learn to live my life on my own, for the sake of our twins. The ones you've never met, and you never will.

You'll never know how wonderful our twins are, and they'll never know how wonderful their father is.

And my tears came freely now.