“Kristoff, I–” Ely felt a lump in her throat that she could no longer add to her words.
In reality, though, she did not know what to say. Kristoff’s eyes were the loneliest pair she had seen all day.
“The doctor hasn’t come out yet,” he said in a low voice, averting his gaze from her. “It’s been five hours.”
Elyana looked at the closed door of the Operating Room with an aching heart. Behind those doors was their little girl and they had no idea how she was doing.
How did they end up like that? Everything was just fine, perfect even. Until she recovered her memories. Until she let herself be consumed by a hateful past that neither of them wanted to happen.
It was her resentment and incapacity to forgive that brought them to their current irreversible and painful situation. It was t
