More Than Memories: A Second Chance Standalone

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She isn’t for him; she never was. Tara’s too good, too pure, too innocent. He doesn’t deserve her; he never will. But that doesn’t stop her from wanting him. He can push her away. He can be mean, cruel even, but the heart will always want what the heart wants. Whitney has had amnesia for the last 10 years. She's married but has no true feelings for her husband. Most of the time she doesn't even like him. She only stays because of her daughters. But when she "meets" Shane, she is instantly attracted and drawn to him. Something she doesn't understand but she knows feels right. After loosing the love of his life Shane has spent the last ten years merely existing going through life on auto pilot. That is until fate steps in, but the road to happiness is not an easy one.

But what?” If there is one thing I’m determined to do as her father, it’s to break this shyness. She needs to learn to be bold and strong like her mother. And now having my own family here, it’s another feeling entirely. Whitney may not be my wife yet, and one day she will be, but she is my family—the girls too. I couldn’t imagine what it would feel like if I were to lose them after just gaining them. Whitney knows deep down that she is missing something, that there was something more, something just out of her reach. Whitney Lane is now a mother of two girls and married to the control freak and unpleasant Blake Lane, she can't remember anything from her life before the last ten years.

I know you’ve already been accepted into the fellowship program, but have you considered with everything that’s happened, maybe it’s too much to take on right now?” He holds up his hand before I get a chance to say anything. “Just hear me out.” We stare at each other for a few seconds before I nod for him to continue. “What about coming home for a year or two? Peds is where your heart is. I get that, just as it is for your mom. Go into general practice instead of the surgical fellowship. Just for now, what about joining your mom’s practice when you complete your residency in June?” Whitney and Shane are imperfectly perfect together, best friends since they were little and madly in love. Their life is full of beautiful memories that are meant to fill their future with love lyrics and heart songs. The music is stolen from them in one tragic moment. Whitney and Shane these 2 are just meant for each other but when an opportunity to separate them comes along. The unthinkable happens. Whitney is left remembering nothing of her past but what they have told her. In all of his agony, what if the worst of his pain has yet to be expelled? A secret that could have changed everything . . . had he known. Just work stuff,” I say, being vague because I really don’t want to get deep into this conversation. In fact, what I really want is to spend time with my daughter. Between my mom and Shawn, I haven’t seen either of the girls. Now is a perfect time to let Everly practice on the guitar. “Hop up.” I pat Whitney on the hip, indicating I want her to get off my lap. “I’m going to go find Everly and see if she wants to practice the guitar.”

In all of his agony what if the worst of his pain has yet to be expelled; a secret that could have changed everything had he known. I read this book in under 24 hours whilst running a house with 5 children, the the youngest being 10 months! I really enjoyed this story and loved they way it captured my imagination. I found myself imagining that I was in both Whitney's (Love's) position and ShaneMan sollte meinen, dass die sich nach 10 Jahren und Gedächtnisverlust annähern müssten oder erstmals wieder kennenlernen…. Nope. Die 2 machen dort weiter wo sie aufgehört haben. Egal, dass sie verheiratet ist und zwei Kinder hat. Wait a minute,” I pause, looking down at her. “Whitney. Your mother knows that you know I’m your father?” Fast forward a decade, a life that can’t possibly be what you desired, but can’t remember a better past, a painful future that misses his other half, the music slowly starts in the present to unveil memories that only dreams can conjure.

When she started spouting off her memories, I was both stunned and scared. Scared because I didn’t want to believe it and then it not be real. Like now, as happy as I am to have the three of them in my life, I can’t stop the terrifying feeling it won’t last. When everything you know about yourself is a lie, how do you even begin to find the truth? Who do you trust when your memories betray you? This sight does something to me. It makes me proud and tells me how blessed I am. I know Shawn is a great guy and a good brother. He’s hard to handle, and Taralynn is probably the only woman in the world who can handle him. But people have always had to earn his love or friendship. Even Taralynn had to prove to him that he was worthy of her love. I say that, but now I wonder if he’s actually accepted it. They seem fine. They look fine. But looks can be deceiving. All I can do is pray because this sight right here gives me a glimpse as to what kind of dad I hope he’ll be one day. These kids—my kid—didn’t have to earn anything. He loved them from the moment I brought them into his house. Her parents had other plans for her that I wasn’t supposed to be a part of. They used her amnesia to steal her from me, her friends, the life she wanted, the future we had planned. Not that I read,” I admit through clenched teeth. “Jacob, come on. This isn’t right. No one, man or woman, should have to deal with what he’s trying to do to her.”I love the song. Not a big fan of the video. The song has such deep meaning that the video just doesnt live up to. I know this song is about a break up. But everytime i hear it i cant help but think about my uncle. My aunt passed away this july and i heard it for the first time shortly after the funeral. This part especially Dinner was spectacular, as it is every year. My mother outdid herself though. Between the Christmas decor that’s always up by the last week in November and the food that could’ve fed at least twenty more people, I’m still stuffed from eating earlier, and now I feel settled. Being in my parents’ house has had a tarnished feel until I walked through the doors two nights ago. I’ve never been able to get the images from the night I was told Whitney was gone forever out of my head. So it’s a relief to be able to be at my parents’ and enjoy being here with them. Without thought, I reach out and pull her onto my lap, into an embrace. It’s the first time I’ve hugged my daughter or touched her this much. It feels good. It feels right. She’s mine, and I’ve wanted this moment for too long now. It’s been less than a month since I’ve known her, but right now, right here, it feels like I’ve had her in my life longer. I know you do.” She shoots to her toes to kiss me once more. “Now, go. I need to go find the other kid and dump her in a tub or maybe just the bed and bathe her tomorrow.” years later Whitney is married to a man she can't remember loving and with no memories of her first 18 years of life she can only believe what everyone is telling her.