"Claire, are you still angry with me and Simon? Are you really going to divorce him?"
Her tone sounded aggrieved, but her eyes were full of provocation and contempt.
"I heard you're playing the amnesia card again. Simon told me you used that trick on him before. How come you're still resorting to such a cliché way of showing jealousy?"
Before I could respond, Wendy couldn't help but laugh. "Oh my! Are you dumb?"
Hannah's face turned pale with anger. Just as she was about to retort, I cut her off calmly. "If you think I'm playing games, why hasn't the man next to you signed the papers? Could it be my tricks actually worked?"
"Enough!" Simon's sharp voice interrupted.
"Claire, focus on recovering. We'll talk after you're well."
He said before wheeling Hannah away.
"There's nothing to talk about," I murmured, gazing at the sky.
I still had so many things to accomplish. I wouldn't let someone who no longer existed in my memories hold me back.
Simon paused noticeably when he heard me, then quickened his pace as if he didn't want to face me.
I stumbled upon countless edited videos of Simon and Hannah on my phone.