When Cyrus and I were preparing to file for divorce, he had an accident and lost his memory. His memory stopped at eight years ago. Eight years ago. That was the time that he loved me the most. *** Cyrus looked at me with a heavy gaze and asked, “Irene, tell me honestly, do you want a divorce because you’ve fallen in love with someone else?” My tired sigh could only be met his questioning with silence. He forgot. The one who had been constantly trying to initiate a divorce was not me.
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