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

did not know what or

Thump.

of her quilt, Amora’s thin wrist appeared

feeling her way around the cabinet by her bed,

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

through a crack in her quilt and

sight of

spirit or something? Why am

Amora yelled in frustration.

quilt, exposing only her angry

on the

my son so much that I'm

her brows in confusion as she

was true that she did not think of Kane much

in Sabruck, she had worked incessantly to

sever all ties with her past connections when she faked her

he stood before Amora, as clear as

the same old domineering and stubborn

I must be dreaming.

Amora concluded.

decided to go back to sleep, but before she could, her bare arm outside of the blanket was met

to see a muscular

"Is it true?"

"What?"

feel me

kneeling before her

thin wrists in

could feel was her hand being caressed with a gentleness that was

Amora's eyes widened.