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After Charles Bennett and Emily Lane had been caught in the act by me, Charles chased after my car and crashed into the guardrail. When he woke up, he didn't recognize anyone. He clutched my sleeve, begging me not to leave. "Sophie, don't go," he pleaded. The doctor said his brain injury was severe, and he might never fully recover. But somehow, he still remembered me. Everyone tried to persuade me, saying that he was hopelessly in love with me. "Look, he's almost forgotten who he is, but he still remembers you." "Sophie, if that's not love, what is it?" I was at a loss, unconsciously bending the hotel keycard in my bag. I wouldn't let Charles get anywhere near me, and I definitely wouldn't let him use "I forgot" as an excuse to touch my stuff. That night at the class reunion, I stood outside the door and overheard him laughing and joking with his friends. "Charlie, that's a slick move to fake amnesia and keep Sophie close by," one of them said. Charles swirled his wine around in the glass and proudly showed off. "Sophie's great in every way, except she can't stand Emily. Once she learns to give in, I'll make it up to her." Then, there were continuous laughs from inside. Outside, I gripped my medical report so tight that the edge was dug into my hand. Charles, you played it so well. But I was almost unable to remember you.