Seven Years Lost: My Firefighter fiancé Saved Everyone But Our Love - Chapter 60: Chapter 60

A month after surgery, my memory started trickling back bit by bit.
Calla's post was still up on Reddit.
But now it was basically just people beating a dead horse.
After everyone found out Calla was knowingly a homewrecker, she became a total pariah.
Photos and screenshots of her were everywhere online.
Everyone treated her like absolute trash.
And Calla herself? Still sitting in county prison.
The evidence of her assaulting me was ironclad, and I sure as hell wasn't writing any forgiveness letters.
Calla kept trying to get me to forgive her.
She had the nerve to call me, only to find out my number was disconnected.
That thread exposing her was still live, but the account had been deleted.
It was never getting taken down.
In the comments, people were actually protecting my privacy.
They only shared stuff about Matthias and Calla.
The heat hadn't really hit Matthias yet.
He kept finding ways to show up wherever I was.
Seeing Matthias again, he looked like a complete stranger.
In my recovered memories, sure, Matthias was a piece of shit, but there were things I'd actually respected about him.
Like how he'd turned down his relative's shortcuts and worked his way up from the bottom.
Or how stubborn he could be - I'd see his office lights on at 11 PM when I was leaving.
I'd never knocked his work ethic before, but now? I couldn't see any of that.
Matthias looked like a total wreck - none of that put-together appearance he used to have.
I'd wondered what I'd be like if I lost my job.
But no matter how I pictured it, I'd never just give up and wallow like this.
I'd hustle like hell until someone hired me.
But current Matthias was nothing like his old self.
He was treating me like his last lifeline, clinging desperately.
My amnesia had become his only hope.
Matthias figured if I could fall for him once, I could do it again.
So he put on the exact same shirt he was wearing the first time I fell for him.
Showed up outside my building with flowers.
Stood there from morning till night, stubborn as hell.
Nobody could get him to leave.
Finally, one of my neighbors coming home couldn't take it anymore and said.
"That girl moved out ages ago."
"She got promoted and then transferred.Maybe she wasn't coming back."
Soon as she said that, Matthias went white.
Before he could even process it, my brother Noel showed up with a lawyer in tow.
He looked at Matthias and let out this cold laugh, clearly disgusted.
After everything came out, our whole family knew what Matthias had put me through.
Fraud, cheating - the works.
Even if I was over it, my family sure wasn't.
Even my brother, who usually gives me hell about everything, had been walking on eggshells around me.
When he found out what happened, he actually transferred me money.
Threw his arms out all dramatic CEO-style and said.
"Go blow some cash!It's peak travel season - get out of town and clear your head."
"Just call me brother and I'll cover the whole damn trip!"
I laughed and told him to fuck off, but took the money anyway.
After all the emotional whiplash these past few days, I immediately booked a vacation.
When Jessi came over to help me pack, she sidled up with this shit-eating grin.
"So were you actually suffering from amnesia? 'Cause you kept up with all our conversations just fine."
I kept digging through my documents, raising an eyebrow at her. "Guess."
"Maybe getting screwed over by Matthias was so traumatic, I just selectively forgot him."