Chapter six.
Evelyn's POV.
I stood at the front door, about to knock, when it suddenly swung open. Ethan wrapped me in a tight hug.
"Where did you go?" he asked, lifting my chin. "I was worried sick about you."
Before, I would have thought Ethan couldn't live without me for a second. That's why he's acting like this. But now, knowing the truth, I felt numb. I forced a smile.
"I went for a walk," I said. "I was bored, and you two were still asleep."
Ethan nodded. "Next time, don't leave without me, okay?"
I nodded, and he stepped aside to let me in. My eyes scanned the room and landed on the wall where our wedding pictures used to hang. They were gone. I couldn't help but chuckle.
Despite losing my memories he couldn't pretend to leave it there. Was I that bad?
Olivia rushed over
