Written in my Memory *complete*

After a tragic accident that nearly caused her death, Lia loses her memory. She can't remember anything that happened to her before that fatal day; anything except one name. One name she keeps repeating over and over again: Zayn.


15. Epilogue ~ Lia


“True love never lives happily ever after. True love has no ending.”



He kissed my forehead. "I will always find you, even in a crowded place. I won't let you go, Lia. Never." He lifted my chin up and wiped away a single tear which had started to roll down my cheek.
"You promise?"
I looked deeply into Zayn's eyes as he nodded, smiling gently.



“Lia? Lia? Are you listening to me?” A hand waved in front of my eyes and I blinked many times.

“Sorry, dear. What were you saying?” I said gently, looking at the familiar face beside me.

She growled, rolling her eyes. “I think I better leave. You have your head in the clouds, as always.” I watched her standing up before she pressed her lips against my cheek, kissing me quickly.

“Goodbye. I’ll come back next Saturday, Mum!” And she walked away, waving back at me. I smiled shyly and looked my only child’s figure fading away.

I stood up after a while and made my way back to the house. I started to wander around the living-room, look at all the framed pictures and the furniture. A smiled appeared on my face as I remembered those old times. We were so young.

I grabbed a frame, took it in my hands and my smile grew wider. The two of us were sitting beside the familiar pond in our favorite park and we were laughing, not knowing a picture was being taken at that moment. It happened more than sixty years ago but those memories still were clear in my mind. I would never forget all those moments we shared.

Feeling hands on my waist, I jumped but the fear faded away quickly and became happiness as I knew who was standing behind me.

“Being nostalgic, are you?” he teased me and I nodded slowly.

“I want to go for a walk!” I exclaimed suddenly and I heard him chuckle.

“No need to ask you where you want to go, I guess?” I turned around to look at him and shook my head.

“Let’s go then!” He winked.

He took my hand in his and intertwined our fingers as we made our way out of the house.
Squeezing his hand, I whispered, “I love you, Zayn.” My eyes met with his and I saw the  sparkle hadn’t faded away after all those years.

“I love you more, Lia.”



*The end*

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