Elijah felt his heart pounding when the intimidating man had asked him if those were his real f-ing memories.
Because now that he'd remembered Sarah, almost everything was coming back now. Her father's hotel. Their first night together. Their courtship, which had been perfect, except for every time Sarah turned him down before she finally said yes.
And then their two kids.
Adam, and then Susan.
Susan. His beautiful daughter who hadn't made it. Brain cancer at age 2. What were the odds of that? Sarah hadn't been the same and he hadn't either.
Elijah took a deep breath. He hoped that soon he'd remember his name.
"Yes," he said as calmly as he possibly could. "Those were my real memories."
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