She didn't forget him because she wanted to. She forgot him because life took him out of her memory. Aoibe Agathe Fausta lives with a heart that feels too much and a past that refuses to stay silent, even when she can't remember it. Everything about her life feels incomplete-like a story missing its first chapter. Until a man in white walks into her world and suddenly, her silence starts to ache in ways she cannot explain. Kriux Theodore Eziekiel Aragon doesn't react when he sees her. He remembers. But remembering is not the same as being remembered. Because she doesn't know him. Not anymore. And loving someone who no longer recognizes your existence is a special kind of torture-quiet, patient, and irreversible. So he stays close without claiming her. Protects her without revealing why. Waits... like he has been waiting his entire life. And she keeps feeling it-the pull, the familiarity, the fragments of a love she cannot name. Until the truth starts bleeding through her memories... and forgetting him becomes impossible. Because some people are not meant to be found. They are meant to be remembered. Even if it takes breaking your heart to do it.