We were best friends at 10.
Lovers at 16.
Going to be married at 19.
Until she woke up one day and couldn't remember me.
Leaving the small town was easy. Leaving her was my only regret. Ten years later, with a resume that said I had the perfect kill shot, I landed a job at a security firm. Finding my way in the civilian life, I never thought it would be her I would find.
She still owned my heart. She still looked at me like I was a stranger. I wasn't leaving her again. This time, we were playing by my rules. I'd been given a second chance to right my wrongs and I was going to start by claiming what was mine.
We were lovers at 28.
Getting married at 29.
Until she woke up and remembered me.