𝐓𝐰𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬, 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐲. Falling in love can sometimes turn out to be the worst decision of our lives. We may find ourselves filled with regret, and yet, there are moments when we can't bring ourselves to regret it, even after love inflicts its worst wounds. I fell in love with my husband a few years ago, and we married with dreams of spending our lives together, wrapped in each other's embrace. But, like the cliché chaos that life throws at everyone, things didn't go well for us either. He left me and our kids, showing no concern for whether we lived or died. What started as my most beautiful dream-marrying the man I loved-quickly morphed into my worst nightmare. I despise the man he has become. It's because of that terrible thing, that destroyed us, shattered four lives. Amnesia.