My Husband Claimed He Had Amnesia, But He Only Forgot His Promises to Me

Synopsis

On our twenty-fifth wedding anniversary, my husband looked me in the eye and swore he didn't know me. Minutes later, he recognized the old flame carrying our lake cabin key. He forgot the house he promised to sell. He forgot the $85,000 he owed me. But he remembered her name-and exactly how she took her coffee. Everyone expects me to wait patiently for his memory to return. The pattern is too precise to ignore. Grant may have forgotten his promises, but I haven't.