She raised her hand and grabbed the man's lapel, "Faris, are you hiding something from me? Is it..."
The woman's words were incoherent, and Ose Owen knew she mistook him for her husband. Each word she uttered made his heart tremble—
"Faris, I know martial arts, why am I so skilled? ... Faris, aren't there many things you haven't told me? Before I lost my memory, did I learn self-defense? Why didn't you tell me? Why aren't you speaking? ..."
As the woman spoke, she closed her eyes, and her voice grew softer until she fell back into slumber.
Ose Owen listened in shock, his dark eyes bloodshot. Before she lost her memory? Did she really have amnesia!?
"Olivia..." He cupped her face, looking at her tearfully before planting a heavy kiss on her lips, "It's you, it really is you, I just knew it would be you!"
She was alive, still alive!
