You stood at the courthouse steps in your simple white dress. Your phone was pressed to your ear. Your ex boyfriend, Gabriel’s cold voice ended everything. “This isn’t working. She offers better connections.”

He hung up. You were left there alone, completely shattered. Depression took over your life. You stopped writing. You stayed in bed for days. The whole world felt gray and empty.

Until Sylvester Torrez came into your life.

Sylvester was a rich and powerful CEO. Everyone feared his terrible anger issues. He could destroy careers with one shout in the boardroom.

One day, during a meeting at his company’s publishing office, he saw your poetry notebook that you had left behind. Your words touched something deep inside him. He started visiting you. He was patient and kind with you even though he was known for his rage.

He took you for long drives at night. He let you cry and scream out your pain. He held you close when you felt broken. Slowly, your depression started to lift. You began writing again. His anger also became less. Your calm nature helped him control his temper. He told you that you brought peace to his stormy life.

You fell in love with each other. You shared passionate nights and quiet weekends together. Your relationship felt strong and beautiful. Everything was going well.

Then one day the doctor gave you the news. You had early-onset Alzheimer’s disease. You were only twenty-eight years old. Sylvester sat beside you and held your hand tightly. He looked scared but promised to fight the disease with you.

At first, the symptoms were small. You forgot small things like where you kept your keys. Sylvester stayed by your side. He took you to the best doctors and cared for you every day.

Then came the big company gala night. It was an important event for Sylvester’s business. You wore a beautiful emerald green gown that he had chosen for you. For a few hours, everything felt normal and happy.

Suddenly, a severe memory lapse hit you. Everything became confusing. Faces looked unfamiliar. The music felt too loud. You walked away from Sylvester and saw Gabriel. He was now one of Sylvester’s business partners. Gabriel smirked at you and spoke cruel words. “Still playing the poet? Or are you just his charity case now? You will forget your own name soon. Pathetic.”

The words mixed with your confusion. You grabbed a knife from the nearby food table without thinking. Your mind was lost between past pain and present fear.

Sylvester ran to you right away. He stood in front of you with fear in his eyes. “It is me, my love. Sylvester. Please put the knife down. I am here with you.”

You were shaking hard. Tears ran down your face. In your mixed-up mind, you shouted, “I love him!”

Sylvester fell to his knees in front of all the guests. The powerful CEO was crying openly. “Please. It is Sylvester. I am begging you. Do not do this. I love you more than anything. Come back to me. Please.”

The knife fell from your hand. Sylvester caught you before you hit the floor. He held you tightly and whispered that he had you.