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    Nina stood rooted to the spot, her legs trembling, barely able to support her own weight. She did not spare the police a single nce. Her eyes were locked on William as he walked toward Ste — step by deliberate step. From start to finish, he never once looked at Nina, as if she were nothing more than empty air.


    His attention never left Ste.


    He stopped directly in front of her, his gaze deep and unreadable as it settled on her face. At such close range, Ste could clearly see the dust clinging to his trench coat, stirred up by the helicopter’snding. Red lingered in his eyes, his thin lips drawn tight, his jaw clenched hard. Though he was clearly holding himself back, the restrained fury rolling off him made Ste’s heart tighten.


    Being taken by Marc had been unexpected — yet agreeing to leave the country had been her own decision. She knew he had every reason to be angry. She tried to exin. “William…”


    He did not let her continue. He lifted his hand, his fingertips cool as they brushed the dried blood at her temple — a tenderness in the motion that even he seemed unaware of.


    Her words died in her throat. She could only look up at him, forgetting how to breathe.


    His voice came out rough, thick with emotions she could not fully read. “Does it hurt?”


    Tears rushed to her eyes at once. She shook her head, a few broken sounds slipping from her lips.


    Even believing she had chosen to leave with Marc again, he was still holding back his anger to ask about her injury. Now that her memories had returned, Ste knew clearly that he still cared for her. She did not know what he had endured during that lost month, yet their past feelings had not disappeared. In that moment, a fragile spark of hope quietly took root. Once everything was resolved, she would exin it all to him. They could still find their way back to each other.


    Noticing her reaction, William pulled his hand away. The softness in his eyes vanished, reced by icy distance. He turned toward Luca. “Marc and Nina are suspected of kidnapping, arson, and intentional injury. Have the local authorities take them into custody.”


    Luca responded at once and ryed the order to the armed officers nearby.


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    The moment she heard the word arrest, Nina snapped out of her daze. She stared at William in disbelief and screamed, “You cannot arrest me! Did you forget we are on the same side? If you arrest me, Arlo will—”


    Before she could finish, William looked at her. His gaze was sharp enough to silence her without a single word.


    Nina began to shake, tears spilling down her face as fear consumed her. No. This was not how it was supposed to end. How had he known Marc and Ste were here? The location was hidden. She had told no one except Arlo’s men.


    The police moved in and restrained both Nina and Marc, forcing them to their feet. Even as the cuffs closed around her wrists, Nina still looked at William and cried out, “You knew my n from the start, did you not? You knew the moment Marc put Ste on that ne?”


    Her voice cracked, sharp and desperate, searching for where she had gone wrong.


    William did not respond. To him, she did not exist.


    Marc, by contrast, stood still and hollow, offering no resistance at all.


    After both of them were escorted onto the helicopter, William turned back to Ste, his gaze steady. “Can you walk?”


    She nodded.


    He said nothing more and started forward. Ste followed, soon falling into step beside Luca.


    Unable to hold back, Luca leaned closer and lowered his voice so William could not hear. “Ms. Russell, you hurt Mr. Briggs again. He rushed to catch the next flight the moment he learned you had been taken. The moment hended, he arranged the helicopter — he was worried about you.”


    Her heart sank. Her eyes burned, but she refused to let the tears fall. She bit her lip and said softly, her voice unsteady, “I know. I disappointed him many times while I had no memory. It will not happen again.”


    Luca stared at her, stunned.


    She met his gaze. “Luca, I remember everything now.”


    He parted his lips as if to speak, then said nothing and helped her into the helicopter.


    Inside the narrow cabin, Ste watched William sit in silence — distant, restrained. The words I am sorry and I remember everything hovered at the edge of her lips, but she did not speak. She would tell him everything once they were home.


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