GoodReadSoren released a series of sighs, his mind churning before he finally spoke. "You're suffering from a disease
known as Alzheimer's, and it's causing you to forget many things. Don't you have a notebook? You should take it
out and read it." Quinn's gaze dropped to her hands, finding them empty. No notebook was in sight. Soren
opened his mouth to continue, but the sight of her vacant expression halted his words.
It was clear she wouldn't remember. "Con," he said gently, "I'll take you home."
He resolved then to inform Alexander of the situation.
Confusion swirled in Quinn's mind, a tempest of uncertainty. Rising to her feet, she followed Soren in a
mechanical fashion, her movements devoid of thought.
With a sense of urgency, Soren drove at full speed, ferrying Quinn back to the villa. Upon arrival, Quinn stepped
out of the car, preparing to dart into the house as she usually did.
But before she could cross the threshold, the villa's door slammed shut, leaving her stranded outside. She stood
rooted to the spot, her mind a whirl of confusion.
Soren, standing awkwardly beside her, said, "Quinn, Alexander isn't aware of your condition. I'll go inform him."
He raised his hand, pressing the doorbell.
After a moment, the door creaked open, revealing not Alexander, but a middle-aged woman. "Who are you
looking for?" she asked.
"Alexander. Hasn't he returned?" The woman gave him a once-over before shaking her head. "Alexander isn't
coming back. He askedto clean the villa.
By the way, is that pile of belongings Quinn's? He said if she doesn't retrieve them, they'll be discarded.” As she
spoke, she swung the door wider, revealing a heap of items in the corner.
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A flicker of guilt crossed her face. She had taken a few items during her cleaning, fearing they would be noticed.
Soren stole a glance at Quinn, her face pale and her expression vacant. "Will Alexander return?" he asked. "I
already told you, Alexander won't be returning.
Once | finish cleaning, this villa will be ready to be sealed up." "So soon?" "I'm just a worker. Alexander's
belongings are still here. Do you wantto remove them?"
Soren turned to Quinn, seeking her input, but she had already ventured inside. She approached the pile of
disarray.
The housekeeper had haphazardly packed everything, leaving her clothes and jewelry in a chaotic mess that
resembled a heap of garbage.
Soren watched her desolate figure, a sigh escaping his lips. He didn't fully grasp the intricacies of their
relationship, but it was evident that Alexander hadn't truly desired a divorce. Now, with Quinn's unpleasant
memories erased, Alexander had chosen to divorce her.
The ironies of fate were often a
cause for sighs. Quinn, looking at the
pile of familiar items finplly-grasped
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Alexander had irrevocably ended.
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On their wedding day, he had vowed
to care for her for a lifetime. It
seemed her lifethad been
tragically short. Quinn couldn't recall
the events of this ie but the sight
of her dgpaydotnckn ngs ignited a
siege of pain in her heart. The once
familiar villa now felt foreign. The rain
tapping against the window, the
willow trees swaying in the wind, the
twinkling lights overhead, and even
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the cleared-out garbage. Every corner
of the villa felt alien, each one
narrating the tale of her and
Alexander's fleeting and unhallowed
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Soren lingered outside the door, his
thoughts churning. Finally, he pyifed
out his phoge caddie Alexander's
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