It wasn't a love confession, yet it felt like one —every word soaked in meaning, in promise.
She hadn't said 'I love you.'
But the promise of the lifetime that she made was enough to outshine everything she didn't say.
Aiden's breath hitched the moment he heard her.
Yes, he had said before that he didn't need a ring to feel secure —that as long as she stayed by his side, it was enough.
But that never meant he didn't crave it.
He did. Deeply. Quietly. Always.
He had simply learned not to expect too much.
Because loving her meant accepting the reality she was thrust into —a reality where she had forgotten their past, the memories they once shared, the bond that once had been unbreakable.
Expecting anything from her when she remembered nothing of what they had once been … would have been selfish.
And if there was one thing he refused to be with her —it was selfish.
But now…
It felt like heaven had finally taken pity on him.
Because she had chosen him. Again.
