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    Turning to Jewell, she said, “This one.”


    Jewell felt a jolt of surprise. William’s fascination with astronomy shaped his entire career. Yet even without Ste’s memories, she had chosen something that belonged to both their worlds.


    Was this what people meant when they spoke of some invisible pull?


    Ste had no wallet, no card, not even a phone.


    Jewell did not hesitate. He went straight to the counter and settled the bill.


    Leaving the store, Jewell said, “Ms. Russell, you say you have forgotten those things, but your subconscious has not. Your reactions are the reason the memory still lives.”


    Ste stared at him with confusion. She had no idea what he was implying.


    Did she just do something connected to a memory she no longer possessed?


    Jewell didn’t clear it up. Instead, he asked, “Do you want to look for anything else?”


    Opportunities to leave the vi had been rare. While trapped there, Ste barely had enough outfits to rotate.


    Her life resembled a luxury prison. Expecting William to buy her anything felt pointless.


    Her eyes wandered toward the women’s clothing section on the third floor. In a small voice, she asked, “Could you help me buy some clothes? I’ll repay you once I get my phone back.”


    The request felt humiliating. Asking for clothes from a man she had known for only a couple of days bordered on desperate, yet she had no one else to rely on.


    Jewell took in her timid expression and could not help wondering what kind of life William had forced on her.


    He led her upstairs and stopped at the entrance of a boutique, waiting withoutint while she browsed through the racks.


    Half an hourter, Ste had picked out three items—a pair of pants and two simple tops.


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    Jewell nced at the small pile and raised an eyebrow. “Nothing else?”


    Ste shook her head. “No. This is enough. Thank you.”


    Just getting to step outside today already felt like a luxury.


    Time slipped by faster than she expected. By the time they were leaving thest store, there were less than two hours before William got off work. The realization made her chest tighten all over again.


    Jewell noticed the shift immediately. She’d been rxed earlier, almost cheerful, and now she was visibly tense.


    “Ms. Russell,” he asked lightly, “do you want to regain your memory?”


    Ste froze. She hadn’t really thought about it.


    If William hadn’t mentioned it, she wouldn’t even know she had memories missing.


    “If you want to remember,” Jewell said, “I might be able to help.”


    She looked up at him. He gave a calm, almost teasing smile. “Have you forgotten? I’m a doctor.”


    Whether William expected him to help her recover her memories or simply monitor her condition, he didn’t know. But since the topic hade up, he was willing to offer what he could.


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