Debra stood quietly next to Donoghue in a long white dress; she looked charming and ethereal.

Woo!

Darryl felt terrible when he saw her from the prison carriage.

He had been through so much with Debra for the past ten years; each of their memories was important to him. Had she really forgotten about them?

Darryl would not feel that lousy if Debra had lost her memory and gotten together with another man. However, she had agreed to be with Donoghue—no one would be able to handle that.

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