At a loss, eyes wide as saucers, Janet said nothing.

Damn it! She was caught in the act! Without changing her expression, she carefully put the plate of meatballs back into the fridge, licked the sauce off of her fingers, and then patted Brandon on the shoulder.

"Not bad, but you can do better."

Then she walked right past him, intending to go upstairs as if nothing happened.

"Where do you think you're going, little thief?"

Brandon grabbed the collar of her pajamas and pulled her back to him in one swift motion.He lowered his head and locked eyes with her.

Perhaps it was because of the dim light from the kitchen, but Brandon looked unprecedentedly aggressive at that moment.It suddenly occurred to Janet that when they first met, he was nothing but a bad-tempered and slovenly man.

"What thief? What're you talking about?” Janet asked warily, unable to meet his wild gaze.

"I didn't steal anything." Brandon pinched her chin and forced her to look up at him.

me to gouge out

tried to swallow the half-chewed meatball.However, it got stuck

grabbed her neck with her hands and started to cough

darkened.He held her up and made her

the fridge and got her a bottle

few mouthfuls

to help her breathe, Brandon took a tissue

she finally recovered, Janet turned her face

"Sorry," she muttered.

and then tossed the tissue into

expression became

I have been trying to retrieve them.After all, that was when I got to know you and fell in love with you.No matter how much pain it might take, I'm willing to

fell silent as a lump formed in her throat.She wrapped her arms around

that you cared so much about regaining your memories...I shouldn't have

always make new memories.Promise me you'll stop hurting yourself,

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