This new life felt even better than I had dared to imagine.
I landed a great position at a local design firm.
I got along great with all my coworkers, and I took solo trips on the weekends.
Slowly but surely, everything was falling into place.
Sometime in all this, Clara came to find me once.
She stared at me, curiosity sharp in her gaze, and asked, "Ms. Reed, I heard you cannot remember anything from before, is that right?"
"Cut to the chase," I said, taking a slow sip of my coffee.
"Jasper hasn't been doing well lately," she replied.
"You can take care of him," I said.
She switched gears out of nowhere. "You know, you and Jasper were never supposed to happen. It was a mistake from the very start."
"He and I grew up together," she continued. "We were always meant to be, and then
