Stella cast a glance at Keegan.

He was visibly upset, torn between wanting to express his frustration and maintaining his fake memory loss.

After a considerable pause, he blurted out, “If you thought I was dead back then, why did you go to the wishing well?”

Stella had intended to tease him further, but Keegan appeared genuinely distressed. When he asked that question, his eyes even seemed to well up a bit.

Stella relented. ‘If he wants to continue feigning amnesia, I’ll go along with it.’ To her, there was no harm in indulging in his act as long as he returned and still held her in his heart. She did not see the need to intentionally stir the pot and make him upset.

Stella knew that Keegan would take her words seriously.

Meeting his eyes, she softly explained, “Because I don’t want anyone else. Even in a sea of people, it’s lonely without you.”

a moment, then shifted his gaze

fair complexion gradually tinged with a hint of crimson, spreading from

suppress a smile, he cleared his throat and

glancing out

before, especially when it involved her. Being a perspective person, Marshall might have already pieced something

tonight’s events would

had abducted them turned out

conveniently suffered from face

too many coincidences. It all seemed strange,

could easily deduce the motive. But she could not figure out the justification as to why Marshall would

photos of them in his photo album. He even noted Marshall’s birthday on his calendar. Marshall holds a significant place in Keegan’s heart, so what reason could there be?’ Stella doubted she possessed such charm to make Marshall target Keegan on her behalf. ‘Regardless of Marshall’s feelings for me, he should recognize that I

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