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.

and face felt

what or how to

Thump.

the cover of her quilt, Amora’s thin wrist appeared

a thief, feeling her way around the cabinet by her bed,

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

watched him through a crack in her quilt and

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

evil spirit or something? Why am

Amora yelled in frustration.

exposing only her angry eyes to glare at

froze, still on the floor.In

my son so much that I'm dreaming

brows in confusion as she continued to mumble to herself

think of Kane much or dreamed of him for

had worked incessantly to set

to sever all ties with her past

Amora,

old domineering and

I must be dreaming.

Amora concluded.

but before she could, her bare

surprised her to see a muscular hand closing over

"Is it true?"

"What?"

feel

kneeling before her

thin wrists in

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

Amora's eyes widened.