Forgot What It Felt Like to Love Him

I shamelessly pursued Christian Davies for four years. He was utterly fed up.

Under his immense pressure, my family nervously sent me abroad.

He had said, “Do whatever it takes to get her to stop bothering me! Otherwise, don’t blame me for showing no mercy.”

Drugs, hypnosis, electroshock therapy…

Those methods were truly effective.

I forgot what it felt like to love him.

Even my memories of him became hazy.

He finally relented, allowing me to return home.

I actively avoided any place he might appear.

Because Mom told me that man with the stunning looks was someone I couldn’t afford to offend.

When I saw him kissing Willow, my sister, I secretly pulled out my phone to take a picture.