"Karen Daly, I never thought about lying to you." He just wanted to try helping her retrieve her memories, to protect her, and to stop her from being so scared.
"You didn't think about lying to me, but you have been lying to me." Karen Daly raised her head and hit Kevin Kyle's chest hard. "Bastard! Why did you lie to me?"
Everyone, including her father, would pretend to care about her. No one cared much about what they were doing, and maybe they were even thinking about hurting her.
A person without a past was like a tree without roots. It could be taken away by a gust of wind at any time and drift away to an unknown and horrible future.
Only those who were like her could understand the sense of fear and insecurity.
Her father couldn't understand it, neither could Kevin Kyle. She could only bear the loneliness and fear alone, and no one could help her.
Karen Daly had always thought that even if she lost her memories, she still had a relative by her side. Her father, who loved her so much, who had been giving her power and giving her support...
In the end, she learned the cold, hard truth.
"I'm sorry!" Kevin Kyle held her in his arms and held her tightly. "Karen Daly, if you are willing, I'll help you retrieve those memories, okay?"
"Can you really?" Karen cried in despair. After such a long time, she still knew nothing about her past. Can she really get them back?
"Trust me, we can!" Kevin Kyle held Karen Daly's hand and kissed her gently. His eyes were firm, yet loving. "Just follow me. Don't think too much about other things."
"Okay." Karen Daly nodded heavily. She tried hard to hold back her tears.
Kevin Kyle took Karen Daly's hand and smiled. Then they held each other's hands while walking.
No matter where he went, she just needed to follow him.
Kevin Kyle patted her head. When he turned around and saw the stall owner staring at them, Kevin Kyle was speechless.
The stall owner did not hear what the two of them were talking about. She only saw Karen Daly crying, and her intuition told her that they were quarreling.
Now that Kevin Kyle suddenly turned around, the old lady felt a little embarrassed. She cleared her throat and said, "Young man, it's a blessing to have such a good wife. How can you make her sad? You'll regret it once she leaves."
The stall owner kept talking. Kevin Kyle did not speak, but he still nodded his head humbly. His wife, of course, would not be taken away by others. No one was allowed to do that.
The woman saw Kevin Kyle's response and snorted proudly. Then she quickly packed a small bag of fruits and handed it to Karen Daly.
The woman smiled and said, "Miss, take it and stop crying. I think this young man is very good. As long as you have each other in your hearts, you can overcome anything. Be open to one another."
Karen Daly's eyes were red. Looking at the bag of fruits, she was touched. She smiled at the woman and said softly, "Thank you."
The atmosphere between the two seemed to be less tense. Kevin Kyle held Karen Daly's hand again and walked away slowly.
It was evening, and the sun was setting.
They held each other's hands and walked along the street. The sunlight shone on them and they looked particularly sweet.
The two of them didn't speak. They just walked quietly.
They walked towards the entrance of the supermarket, and Kevin Kyle suddenly stopped.
He looked back at Karen Daly and said softly, "When we first got married, you used to get our groceries in this supermarket."
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