I Left, and He Came Begging

“Linnea, if you don’t have the surgery soon, your memory will deteriorate quickly and your life could be in danger! Are you really going to risk your life for a man who betrayed you?”

“I agree to the surgery.”

My mother held my hand tightly, tears streaming down her face. “But the doctor said… after the surgery, you might lose all your memories for a month. You need to be mentally prepared.”

“That’s enough. One month is enough time to get a divorce.”

Two weeks ago, I returned early from a business trip abroad.