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"Harry?" she whispered, thinking to herself.
He looked at her, his green eyes sparkling with stars of hope. He cupped his hands around hers gently and nodded slowly, willing her to continue.
She looked up from their tangle of hands in her lap to look him in the eye.
"I- I'm sorry... I don't remember."
Emma-Leigh and Harry had the perfect life. A wedding in less than three weeks, a house filled with a lifetime of memories and an eternity worth of love. That was until the day of the crash.
Months later Emma-Leigh wakes up confused and lost. Where is she? And who is the stranger who claims to love her so desperately?