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    They both nodded quickly, agreeing to everything she said, just to keep that innocent smile on her face.


    Momentster, they left the vi, walking side by side in silence.


    The cheerful fa?ade they’d maintained inside crumbled the second the door closed behind them. The air outside felt heavier somehow—thick with everything they couldn’t say aloud.


    They reached the car, and just as Josie unlocked it, a familiar voice stopped them cold.


    “What are you doing here?”


    Marc’s tone was calm but guarded. He stood a few steps away, holding a sleek food container—one that looked like it came from an expensive restaurant. It didn’t take much to guess who it was for.


    The sight of him made Sharon’s blood boil.


    She strode straight up to him, her eyes zing. “Marc, don’t think this willst. Sooner orter, Stel’s going to remember everything—and when she does, she’ll despise you even more than before.”


    Josie’s gaze was sharper, colder. “Taking advantage of her amnesia just to rewrite history… doesn’t that disgust you?”


    Marc’s expression didn’t waver. If anything, he seemed unnervinglyposed.


    “All I care about,” he said quietly, “is that she’s happy right now. She wants to be with me. That’s enough.”


    There was no guilt in his voice—only determination, dangerous in its calmness. He had already decided to gamble on this fragile version of reality.


    Even if Ste regained her memories someday, it would be toote. They’d be married, and this time, he wouldn’t let her walk away so easily.


    He wouldn’t repeat the same mistake.


    “You’re so shameless!” Sharon trembled with rage, her hand lifting—until Josie caught it midair.


    “Don’t,” Josie whispered urgently. “He’s not worth it.”


    Marc’s gaze softened as he looked past them, toward the vi. “I’m just taking the second chance life gave me,” he said, almost to himself. “This time, I won’t lose her.”


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    Then he brushed past them, walking back inside with that same quiet arrogance.


    Josie and Sharon stood there, watching him go—anger and helplessness twisting in their chests.


    Sharon finally broke the silence, her voice low and shaky. “What do we do now? We can’t just stand by and let him trap her again.”


    Josie was silent for a long while. Then she sighed, her tone heavy. “There’s nothing we can do. We can only hope Stel remembers soon, or…”


    She stopped mid-sentence. But Sharon understood.


    Or pray that William returned safely.


    No one in Choria knew where he was. And no one had the power to find him.


    Inside the vi, life looked deceptively peaceful. Ste smiled as Marc handed her the dessert box, thanking him softly. He went to pour her some water, his back turned to her, calm and collected as always.


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