However, one morning, after a jog, Waylen felt disoriented and forgot Rena's name momentarily.

He came back home with a long stem of a newly plucked rose in his hand, intending to give it to his wife.

Since it was still seven in the morning, he knew that she was still sleeping soundly in bed.

Waylen tiptoed into the room and bent over to gaze at her sleeping face as a gentle smile formed in his lips.

Gently, he placed the rose near her pillow after taking out its thorns and lightly pressed his lips on her face.

Her skin was so soft and dewy.

He straightened up with a smile. At that moment, he felt dizzy and his mind went blank and he couldn't remember her name.

He was only sure that the woman lying on the bed in front of him was his lover.

Waylen held the head of the bed and sat down dejectedly, restraining himself from making any sound.

He rushed to the study, consumed a medicine to counteract the effects, and began to fear the inevitable memory loss.

After that, he willed himself to calm down.

He then sat alone in the study, lost in thought...

He knew that he finally began to forget.

He would forget Rena and everything they had experienced.

He was not reconciled. He must preserve their precious recollections.

Determined to preserve their memories, Waylen started writing a diary, documenting every detail of their love and life together. Rena, upon discovering the diary, understood his struggle to hold on to their memories.

"Waylen Fowler loves Rena Gordon most."

"Rena loves to play the piano and her favorite brands were..."

"| will bring her arose every morning."

"Our first child's name is Alexis Fowler. Rena risked her life to give birth to our baby. So Alexis was not in good health. She had blood clot disorder and has a rare Rh-negative blood type."

"Rena was pregnant for more than six weeks now. We will have our second child. As her husband, | should take care of and protect her."

“Rena can't drive. Always make sure she has a driver with her."