We talked for hours.
And for the first time, my missing memories started to make sense.
Over the next few months, I met Tess and Jett again—with Paige’s support.
A neurologist confirmed it.
Dissociative amnesia.
One afternoon, sitting across from Tess, I told her the truth had been confirmed.
She reached for my hand.
“You don’t have to rush,” she said. “I’ll wait.”
I didn’t have answers.
I had Paige.
I had Tess.
And I had a child who looked at me like I was his entire world.
I didn’t regain my past.
But I started to feel something real when Jett laughed.
Eventually, Tess asked what would happen next.
I took a breath.
“We make new memories,” I said during a video call. “I’m not ready to leave my life with Paige… but Jett deserves his father. We’ll take this slowly.”
She smiled—sad, but hopeful.
“That’s enough for me.”
I still don’t know what the future holds.
But I’ve learned one thing—
Life can change in a single sentence.
And sometimes… the truth finds you when you least expect it.
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