My Ex-Wife Remarried Me

She doesn't recognize me? Can she remember me? Am I losing my mind? Kane steadied himself and approached her cautiously.

"Amora?"

Amora gazed back at him unblinkingly, through wide and tear-streaked eyes.

However, he saw the recognition in her gaze.

It almost seemed as if she was waiting for something.

Kane was unable to restrain himself any longer.

He took another step towards her.

Amora shrank away from him immediately.

"What are you doing? You are still hurt! Don't move!"

He grabbed hold of her.

His touch seemed to agitate Amora.

Distrust became horror as she screamed and twisted herself free from him.

"Let go! Let go of me!"

Distraught and afraid of hurting her, Kane let her go.

He watched as Amora cower on her bed like a cornered deer.

She buried her head under the blanket and began chastising herself.

Has she really lost her mind? Kane stood by the bed.

limbs and face felt unnaturally

know what

Thump.

her quilt, Amora’s thin wrist appeared

around the cabinet by her bed, and knocked over a glass

is she doing? Kane went towards it, intending on cleaning up the

crack in her

the broken glass and caught sight of her staring at him through the

leave me alone? Are you an evil spirit or something? Why am I always dreaming about

Amora yelled in frustration.

quilt, exposing only her angry eyes

on the floor.In her

so much that I'm dreaming

as she continued to mumble to

that she did not think of Kane much or dreamed of

she had worked incessantly to set up a new

all ties with her past connections

before Amora, as

old domineering

I must be dreaming.

Amora concluded.

she could, her bare arm outside of the blanket was met with a

surprised her to see a muscular hand closing over

"Is it true?"

"What?"

you feel me

man kneeling before her

thin wrists

caressed with a gentleness that

Amora's eyes widened.