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“Thanks for the concern, little shit.”
“Anytime.” She flips her hair, but I can see the hint of pain she attempts to hide. “I thought I’d never see you again.”
She pauses and bites her lip when Cecily shakes her head.
I stare between them, feeling awfully like an outsider. An imposter in someone else’s skin. “What’s going on?”
Cecily releases a heavy sigh. “We thought something bad would happen to you after we heard about, you know.”
“I don’t know. What?”
“After you fell down the stairs,” Cecily says.
“You really threw yourself down the stairs?” Ari asks in a vulnerable voice I’m not used to hearing from my rowdier-than-hell sister.
“What…no? I don’t know. I don’t remember that. I don’t remember anything after…after the party last?—”
I cut myself off before I say last night, because that’s not the case, confirmed by my doctor, who suspects I suffer from a form of dissociative selective amnesia.
There’s no telling what the reason is or how I’d be able to retrieve the missing memories except for being in a supportive environment.
Which is a lot of words to say he has no solution.
It doesn’t make sense that my memories of that night at the club and everything before then are crystal clear, but somehow, I have no idea about my life over the past two freaking years.
I checked the calendar. It’s been exactly two years and three months since that night.
“You really don’t remember anything?” my sister asks.
“Not for the past two years or so.”
“Well, I’m glad you didn’t completely forget about us.”
“Never.”
Her lips tremble and she looks away before I can see what her eyes are hiding.
“Cecy.” I hold her hands. “It’s not true, right? I need you to be the one who tells me it’s not true. The last time we saw each other was in that shady club you hated while Jeremy had a hard-on for you and bloodlust for anyone who looked your way—youknow, the usual for that guy. I promised to leave after you and we agreed to watchBridget Jones's Diarybefore you went to the States. And you…” I stare at Ari. “You blackmailed me into getting info about Remi in exchange for having my back with Papa and Mama.”
“That was over two years ago, Ava.” The sympathy in Cecily’s voice nearly obliterates me, and the rare empathy in Ariella’s face doesn’t help.
I start to release my friend’s hand and pause when my fingers brush against a massive rock.
She’s wearing a diamond ring so big, it’d be a drowning hazard if she wore it while swimming. I flip her hand back and forth, my mouth forming anO. “Cecy, you…you gotengaged? When? How? Where?”
“A year ago.” She gives me a sheepish smile. “On an island.”
“Oh my God. I’m so excited for you! Tell meeverything.”
“Well, Jeremy called you for advice and you said, ‘Whatever big you’re thinking of, go bigger, Jeremy. You better give Cecy a proposal worthy of her.’ So he bought me an entire island as an engagement gift, whisked me there on our anniversary, and asked me to marry him.”
I nod in approval. “Sounds about right. He could’ve gone bigger, if you ask me.”
“Ava! You know I hate big.”
“But youdeservebig, Cecy.” My voice lowers. “I can’t believe I don’t remember any of that.”
“Hey…” She strokes my hair. “You’ll be my maid of honor at the wedding. That’s more important.”
