A Call That Changed Her Entire Life

It was obvious that Emily knew where the family's lab was located, so she didn't disturb anyone but went alone instead.

She told herself that she just needed to see for herself that Jacob was well, then she would trust Sean again.

However, when she arrived there, she found that it was impossible for her to enter the lab without Sean's finger print for the biometric scanner at the door; which meant no one but him could access the lab.

She would need to collect his finger prints.

Facing a conundrum she was lost in thought, searching for a solution. ·

That evening, Sean was surprised by the scent of delicious aromas emanating from the kitchen, and he suspected a ploy was afoot. ·

In fulfillment of his longing, he saw a familiar figure busy in the kitchen.

Trying to puzzle out her motives he asked, "Why do you feel like cooking today?" Despite his suspicions, he was in a good mood. ·

She tried to act naturally, and allay his suspicions, but also struggled to relax her tight lips and she mildly explained, "Beryl was hungry."

He smiled winsomely, "It seems that I can sponge off of Beryl tonight then."

She shrugged in answer, "If you think so, then it is."

With dinner being served, she opened a bottle of fine red wine and slowly decanted the fiery colored liquid into crystal glasses. Offering him a glass she lowered her eyes and said, "Sean, I don't want to question your previous behavior, but I hope it will not happen again. I am disgusted with it. Can you understand that?"

He accepted the glass and slowly sipped the wine, before coldly replying, "Fine. If you don't like it, then forget it."

She proposed a toast to him and took a sip of the wine before adding, "I will leave here with Jacob and Beryl after he regains his memory. We will not disturb your life any more."

Gripping the glass he smirked, "You are afraid that I will disturb your happy little life, aren't you?"

were no explanations which could suffice, so Emily didn't try, but her long lashes concealed all the emotions

to the upstairs room to lie down, as it was

returning downstairs she found him seated on the sofa, where he had drained several glasses of wine. Obviously his good

next to him, "You're

I should be happy? Cloris, have I treated you badly? Why do you

became excited and gripped her arms, yelling, "Don't I love you enough? There is no one in

to leave, coldly rebuffing him, "Sean, my name is Emily, not Cloris! You have been dreaming for so

rapidly, trying to think straight, "There is no difference

to tell whether the woman standing in front of him was Emily or

matter, because they would become one

willing to be with her

so many years,. Did he still want to

breath, she remembered her plan and changed

your dreams." She poured him more wine, with a dull light

intake, but upon hearing

word an expression of pain, "Since those

she struck out at his heart with words, sharp as a knife, "She doesn't want to see you. She blames you,

Sean crushed the glass in rage, the shards cutting his hand. Suddenly,

had never been calm where

He watched her in silence while she worked, and as she

much and I regret

"I'm not Cloris..."

against hers, and begged in a beseeching

wanted to struggle and be free of his touch, but suddenly felt something warm run down

Were

Sean was crying...