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 or how to

Thump.

of her quilt, Amora’s thin wrist appeared

feeling her way around the cabinet by her bed,

doing? Kane went towards it,

him through a crack in her quilt and waited for

caught sight of her staring at him through the bottom of the

you an evil spirit or something? Why am I always dreaming

Amora yelled in frustration.

remained huddled under her quilt, exposing only

on the

so much

as she continued to mumble to herself out

not think of Kane much or dreamed of him for the past

Sabruck, she had worked incessantly to set up

had to sever all ties with her

he stood before Amora,

like the same old domineering

I must be dreaming.

Amora concluded.

to sleep, but before she could, her bare arm outside

surprised her to see a muscular hand

"Is it true?"

"What?"

feel

man kneeling before her sounded

wrap her thin wrists

she could feel was her hand being caressed

Amora's eyes widened.